Awake: A Poem form Legacy: After Porridge

Awake

The day is only beginning

Yet I already feel

Drained and exhausted–

Worn out before the morning,

By thoughts that came to me in the night.

I’m wide awake

Tossing and turning to the tempo of mistakes

And mishaps

That happened in the day.

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