Bubble

Bubble

A Poem by a_methyste
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I wonder what other's people lifes are How is their morning routine Midday What do they see and hear in midnight As for me I am absorbed in this bubble And can not make my way out.

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I wonder what other's people lifes are
How is their morning routine
Midday
What do they see and hear in midnight
As for me I am absorbed in this bubble
And can not make my way out.

© 2024 a_methyste


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In the morning I am quiet. Refrain from talking until I’ve had my coffee and cigarette. I sit out on the deck reading poems on this site until I need to shower.

Midday I’m showering and getting ready for work while still drinking coffee.

Midnight I’m watching the night sky drinking tea and writing with my mind wondering in all sorts of places

Posted 6 Months Ago


Perhaps there are more people in the same bubble than you or me are aware of. Some who promise themselves tomorrow will be different...and it rarely ever is. Or some who are afraid of midnight because it gives them too much time to ruminate on sadness. Just my 2 depressing cents. :)))

Posted 6 Months Ago


a_methyste

6 Months Ago

I like your 2 depressing cents. :) I read poetry a lot because I kind of want to be there to hear a.. read more

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