#we've

The Most Out Jerked We've Ever Been

Smile through, the deadly hours;

Its 12am: Here's the promised day.

Tick tick, the awaited hour,

Pack up the emotions

Time to leave them ashore

Greet the new day.

Hello, new day.

Tick tick. I should sleep.

Make up the bed,

Take the meds.

Tick tick.

It's 1 am: Oh hi. Are you enjoying the new day?

The much told of tomorrow?

It's here now. It's today.

Are your worries lost now?

Tick tick.

Let's try to sleep this through.

2 am: are you zoned out yet?

Let's try counting the sheep instead.

One, two.... Hundred and a four

God where did the sheep go?

Tick tick. You're losing your tomorrow.

Filling it with your sorrows.

3 am: think a bit. Cry a lot.

Smile through, the deadly hours;

Waiting around, the old clock;

Thinking about, my own faults;

Lie about, on the same spot;

Move a bit, and start to rot;

Look around, the cruel walls.

Breathe aloud, with the wasted sighs.

Hold on.

It would end.

Well at least it should.