Routine

Every day seems the same.

A constant battle to keep things tame.

To never worry the people around me

I wish they would leave me be.


Some days I pray for silence

Others I ask for guidance.

Today I beg for peace

For something to make the noise cease.


By the time night falls

I want to close my eyes and ignore their calls.

Because I can't tell what's real anymore

So I hide anyway behind a closed door.

Comments 0
Loading...