The I of the Storm
I wake feeling groggy
from the tablets at night
Dulling my mind so I can escape
the thoughts going round in my head
Feeling safe as I hide in my bed
Another day dawns
Who am I today
Hyper and over the top
living life at the speed of light
Or hopeless within a dark black hole
returning to sleep as my day becomes night
Can I be seen by the human race
Is anyone there to look into my face
Why do I feel so alone
Like a zombie
like a clone
Is that because I isolate
Shut every single door
For I no longer like myself
Locked in forevermore
Written 26th November 2018
Competition: The I of the Storm
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
6th placement
Contest: Ultimate February 2019
Sponsor: Brian Strand
1st place
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2018
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