Frozen
i can’t get up in the morning, i'm frozen
my body wont budge
my brain screams at me pleading to get out of bed
but i can’t, i’m stuck
i’m heavy and exhausted
but i somehow find a way to move
my music plays and i’m finally smiling
i do my makeup, lipgloss, concealer, blush
then my hair, beautiful blonde curls
i put on my outfit for the day
but the shorts don’t look right
and the top is too tight
then tears roll back down my cheeks
i look in the mirror and hate what i see
my entire body floods with anger
i pull at my hair
and smudge my lipgloss
i feel even worse now, so i return to bed
again,
i’m stuck
in the same position as before
it took a one tiny thing
a tiny thing and i’m frozen
for hours
rotting in my bed
the cycle repeats countless times
i’m tired and feel numb
but no one understands
Copyright © Emily Whybrow | Year Posted 2024
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