Why
Waking everyday with a sheeted mind,
Eyes blurry and fused together,
The pressure on my face,
Like my body is telling me no.
The steam stays shimmering,
The cool air outside giving me relief,
Oh do I wish for that cool breeze,
To clear my mind, set me free.
Copyright © Jordan Foster | Year Posted 2018
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