Morning Has Broken (Me)
Morning finds me cowering in my bed like a small child cowers from a bully -
I sit up, dazed for a moment,
rubbing the night from my eyes and shaking the dreams from my head -
Once more into the breach i think to myself, once more into the land of the dead -
I wash the warm comfort from my face with cold water, toothpaste drips from my beard like cum drips from a whore’s chin -
I deodorize myself, get dressed and prepare myself for the day to begin.
very bold. i can relate. damn the morning.