Wrong Side of the Bed

 

I believe I woke up on the only side available to me

I didn’t know it would define the stance I stand to be

Some days cloud others are mellow

And today I feel like a foolish fellow

 

All the demons sent to haunt glare fear in my thought

Should I have taken the other paths I once sought?

My lover reflecting a stranger

The air between us presenting danger

 

Errands hang over me, drumming at my conscience

The feeling of incompetence today is immense

Minutes count the monotony

That waste away before me

 

All the dreams of adventure and possibility

That once promised fruitful operability

Melt into the fantasy

Of all the things I thought

I might just be

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[solitarywriter]

This is very deep, and something, I think, that we can all relate to. The dreams for ourselves that never came true... I love "my lover reflecting a stranger" signifying that when we don't know ourselves, we couldn't possibly know another. Nice work.