Waking Up

by Jodie coote 2 years ago in sad poetry


Waking Up

Heavy eyes, too bright my stomach to tight, right get up.

cold, worried I'm hurried

stop I want to drop,

breath you need to leave.

huff just one more puff

deep breath,

deep breath,


Don't panic...

I feel rough got to get my stuff.

sad poetry
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