A Dark Night of the Soul
I know the words
on the tip of my tongue
ring in my ears
an earworm with a megaphone
“I can do so much better than this!”
“Imagine all that I could be…”
“…if I just tried…”
still I sleep in
and skip alarms
frozen in my comfort zone
I roll right over
I am not in my grave yet.
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Love the ear worm with a megaphone — that’s some serious noice to deal with!
*noise. I’m not from the Bronx.
Well, thank you! It gets quite loud indeed.