What is
What is
What the fuck is
Stabbing my eyes and splitting my head?
Spinning my stomach and lifting my bed?
Phone?
Wallet?
Check.
This light, this daylight I spent all night celebrating
Is penetrating my sanctuary.
I shouldn't be able to hear it but here it is, far too loud.
Water please, I need coffee, something to eat.
Ew.
Sleep, sleep, sleep
I'll tell myself, as if it will help.
I won't sleep another wink, I'm convinced
My head is on the brink
Of becoming two distinct pieces.
Shit, never again.
Yeah, like that'll happen.