Ann Marie Nacchio - Mo(u)rning

The mornings are hard
I wake up licking my wounds, surveying my scars
Hiding in the quiet
Trapped in my head
As I'm swimming through the tangle of sheets on the bed
I'm drowning quick
I'm already pulled into the thick of it
A million things to say
Not yet hushed by the distractions of the day
I look to you
I look to you
Hours before dawn
I stifle screaming thoughts with a silent yawn
The cold and distant light
Hid by sheets of grey and endless night
I'll be alright
I'm not ok
But I'll survive
A million things to say
Not yet hushed by the distractions of the day
I turn to you
I turn to you
I turn to you

Written by:
Ann Marie Nacchio

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