3 am Thoughts.

Stuck

Curl your toes
And blink your eyes
The sun is shining
So you rise

Get out of bed
And wake up alone

Fix your coffee
And look at your phone

No messages, calls, texts missed or so
So you pick up the paper and find as well

That there is no comfort in reading weekly news
No conversations can arise from a litten bomb fuse

So you go out for a walk
To clear your mind
You see your neighbors
And they speak, kind

You walk up the street
And observe the bustle
Watch as the adults hustle
To get to places in time

You turn around and more slowly move
Back to the place you wish you knew
You'd be stuck in for a while's time
Wanting to leave but not having the dime.