Life – With a pinch of salt

Everything passes. It has to. That's the beauty and tragedy of it.

Every day and every night…

Every day, I wake up soaked in a sense of unreality.
Every day, I take a little bit longer to get out of bed.
Every day, I promise myself tomorrow will be different.
And every day, I’m proven wrong…

I go through the day emotionally drained.
Worn out like an ancient, forgotten, frayed carpet
That will probably tear for good with the next tread.
At night, when I hit the pillow, my head bursts
Into a gazillion sleep-repelling, recurrent questions.

Every night, I dream of fairy tale endings.
Every night, I shun the old doubts creeping in.
Every night, I curse the day we said goodbye.
Every night, I miss your kiss on my soul…


2 comments on “Every day and every night…

  1. Sudden Denouement
    November 15, 2016


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This entry was posted on November 15, 2016 by in Life stories, Musings, Poetry, Point of view, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , .
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