working away

the emptiness fills this tiny room
my whispers echo amongst its walls
the alien sheets upon this alien bed
do nothing to soothe my discomfort.

my skin so rigid and dry
from the water from the shower, from the tap
I want to go back, to where the memories made sense
to when saying what you thought felt ok.

this tiny room wont let this soul sleep soundly
as I hear every sound from every other room
bass line snoring and tempo of talking
amounts to a restless night of silent thought.

I just want to go home
I dont belong here
although the people are nice and hospitable
they dont live the same way that I do.

the dishes can wait, this tv show sux
here is a pittance of mental stimulation
to share amongst your simple friends
four letter words for all.

my sand paper throat
swallows grit and half finished sentences
I didnt ask to be required
in this mundane scenario.

time, as it does, heals all
I will be home before I know it
until then, I will follow in suit
unevolved, in my mask of stupid.

working away

kromwellfarkus

Joined November 2010

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from time to time, I am forced to work away, away from my normal life, and all it contains. having to humour my own life and those that I encounter is a pain staking ordeal… I just want to sleep in my own bed.

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