sleepy

as i climb the stairs
for the umpteenth time,
i wish just once
there was someone who
could carry me there,
to tuck me in
to kiss my brow
and turn off the light
and say, it’ll be all right
just sleep and i’ll
take care of all.
but when i awake
after a long night’s slumber
i open my eyes to find
everything is the same.

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don’t

don’t you have days
when you just wanna say fuck it
or whatever your personal equivalent
of that is?

don’t you sit down of an evening
and stare at the wall
or the tv, or whatever is right in front
of you?

don’t you have mornings
when even coffee can’t get you going
or allow you to smile at the stuff
you’re supposed to?

don’t you hate people
who are cheerful no matter what?
don’t you think that maybe they’re just lying
through their sickeningly happy teeth?

don’t you just…
oh fuck it.