On Repeat
Piles of books in the corner
An endless list of
Films and shows
To binge watch
Too much time on our hands
Slowly flows
Into the next day
And goes on repeat
And here we go
Into the next day
And again
And again
Waking up
Hoping for something new
A sliver of something
To look forward to the next sunrise
How we reminisce
The days of desiring more time
To pursue our passions
Missing the pleasures of temporary
Thinking they would
Last forever
Seems like
We’re losing our minds
Again and again
Tasting the blood in my mouth
From my dripping lips
Of nerves and
Bitter pain
Trying so hard
To keep my eyes
On the light
Not to the shadows
Of never ending noir
Yes, the world sucks
Messed up
And it’s no one’s fault
Just gotta do what we can
Within us
To find the strength to carry on
Copyright © Shimokini The Abendrot Poet | Year Posted 2020
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