~Poems~

Monday

I woke up on a Monday with a hazy mind

The needles in my arms speaking as evidence of what has happened

I survived, dear Monday

Their words were signaling worry and I sure had a chuckle

If they only knew

But Saturday almost killed me

Monday brought me back as Sunday healed my clouded self

My head was split open for everyone to see, but I closed it as soon as possible with tape

Nobody can know the black soil that embeds my mind

Dear Monday, I thought I'd never see you

But you took me back to a world of used-to-be unknowing mothers and scared friends

Should I thank you?

I have no idea

Because instead of a black dress, I wore a stained hospital gown

My bruised knees were weak and unstable

I saw the sun, instead of a galaxy or whatever world lies beyond

I'll keep walking now, leaving you further behind

Monday woke me up, but I was exhausted