Adult Life

Everyday the same
Work, dinner, tv, bed
Everyday the same
Withering until I'm dead

Where is the light
At the end of the tunnel it's dark
Where is the hope
Trauma left its permanent mark

Everyday the same 
Work, dinner, tv and sleep 
Everyday the same hurt
Waking up just to weep

Where is the hope
I see no change or salvation 
Where is the light
Longing for deadly liberation

Everyday the same
Work, dinner, tv, bed
Everyday the same
Suffering until I'm dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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