Wakeup Strive
Its morning time
But getting up has no drive
Trying to keep my eyes open
I feel such heaviness
Heaviness!
I don't know where it lies
Also am I not sure, of what?
Whether its there
But I feel it
Such heaviness in my eyes
Even the bright light
Shinning through my window
Is not enough to clear it
And I simply turn my back
At night I have set my alarm
Hoping to jump at its sound in the
morning
But I simply throw my hand at the
clock
And off it goes
I lift my hand to put off the alarm
But I now feel my body as the
heaviest thing in the world
That I can't lift from the bed
And out of the sleep that I am not
fully into
My organs are working
But my muscles can't get to do
enough
And I feel as though they are tied
All these thoughts and feelings run
through me
Which shows I am not totally asleep
But I still can't get up
When I finally get up, I think;
How can something as simple as
sleep be difficult to get out of
No answer
But a wondering mind.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
