somedays

Somedays,
I wake up
and my bed feels
like a cloud
that has absorbed everything of me.
I’m weightless
in the stillness
and the silence
of the morning.

Somedays,
I’m so excited
to experience the day
I can’t wait to leave
the comforting embrace
of my bed.

Somedays,
the chill in the air
seeps into my bones
and my bed
is no longer welcoming
but becomes a prison.

Somedays,
it seems
to take a miracle
for my feet
to touch the ground.

Somedays,
I wish my bed
would swallow me whole
because I
don’t know why
I have to do
anything at all.

Somedays,
I know I’m
exactly where
I’m supposed to be
and

Somedays,
I think
I’ll be drowning
in the void
without
any purpose forever.

Somedays,
I have stories
so many
that I can’t wait
to make sense of them.

Somedays,
I just have words
that are short
and uninspired.

Somedays,
I wish I could
stay in bed
and away from
the chill in the air.

These are my thoughts for today. Until tomorrow, friends.