“6:36 a.m.”
Morning
Lavender skies
Crisp air
Alarm steady buzzing
Whispers of yawns
Heavy footsteps
Morning
The worst time of day
Half closed eyes
Forgotten dreams
Misguided motivation
“I have to get up”
Morning
The beat of slow hearts
Gaining speed
Plastered smiles
Mutters a few words
Sleep, a distant memory
Morning
*This is pretty short. I didn't have enough time to work on it. First got the idea for it last week, but didn't finish it. Five lines later its done, so whatever. LOL.
Monday, September 28, 2009
A Poem | By Me
Posted by Anomaly at 11:36 PM
Category: Creative Writing
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brinaaaaa...I love it...now u need one called MY SUITCASE...*looks at suitcase*...love you brina!
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