(Trigger warning: suicide attempt. (fictional))
Thanks Sarah for a great prompt at #dverse poets pub. here in England we have recently had a mental health awareness week. so have taken the opportunity to write a piece about how Sunday night and Monday mornings can make you feel really low sometimes. especially when you are working in an environment you do not enjoy. not really living just surviving.
Permanent Sleep
Sunday night dredging anxieties,
Insomnia steals intimate serenity.
Mondain Monday,
driving melancholy,
Monotonous scheduled,
workload downhearted.
Dancing like a blade,
Across my tired wrist.
Mondain Monday,
Driving melancholy,
Conformed thinking,
Killing uniqueness.
Permanent sleep calling me,
Being driven by my,
Sunday night dredging anxieties.
©16/05/2022 rog leach
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