Tidy Up Routinely

Monotonous and forever

Cleaning out the gutters in my head 

Made my bed, read a book, myself lead astray 

From reality and it's actuality, so I could just leave a while 

Cleaning floor tiles, all with a smile, perhaps not... 

Monotonous, the same old thoughts scroll 

Stroll along my mind, soul is out of time, not whole 

So far gone each and every day that passes 

Mangled mess, tangled wires, wrangled 

But unknown what to be done with

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Reetta]

I love the details of this it's such a nice read... also this is very pretty sounding & relatable; my favourite line is "cleaning out the gutters in my head" because it's the perfect way to describe the feeling of having thoughts that are stuck and are restricting your mind from being free