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cold floors, cold world
another day takes its first breathe
I lay in bed lingering , hiding from the ugly world
I see the sunshine peaking in the blinds
taunting me to rise
I brace myself, god not wanting to leave this bed
not ever!
pillows strategic in placement all around me
creating the illusion of someone laying next to me
the stereo still pounding out my favorite tunes
I'm so damn tired of just existing
I pull my trusty quilt tighter around my neck
trying to will the sun to sleep
alarm clock screaming out at me
thoughts of the cold floor upon my feet I cringe
my body recoils trying to become one with the mattress
I want just 5 more minutes before I face this cold world
