Daybreak

The dim morning light permeates my blanketed eyes 
Reality sets in as slowly I begin to wake 
My heart sinks 
  
As it reaches freefall, I gather myself as best I can 
I kick some things aside to make a path 
And I begin my day 
  
Weightless words sputter from my mouth 
And I forget them before the echoes deaden 
Weighty thoughts fill my brain 
I've lost hope that they will ever stop 
  
My body goes about its routine as my mind wanders aimlessly 
A few times I try to bring them together 
I do not succeed 
  
In a moment of anger, I feel alive 
But I realize that it doesn't really matter 
And again I drift away 
I coach myself with pleasant lies that I have stopped believing 
Occasionally it still helps, perhaps to my own embarrassment 
The moments drag on 
  
This is the same day, isn't it? 
This is the same life that I've been living for an eternity, isn't it? 
How many moments? How much time? How many lies do I bother with? 
How many smiles do I fake and how much purpose do I feign? 
Are these questions? 
Does it matter? 
Can they be questions when they have no answer? 

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[Cosmic kid]

This is beautiful it has a smooth flow.