Narrative Poetry – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

Morning, Nocturnal

“5 more minutes please”,
the nocturnal struggles.
Pillows give me ease.
Laziness has doubled.

Then I remember
the bills haunting like wraiths.
Enough of slumber.
The working day awaits.

Originally published on March 19, 2019.

Header image: JayMantri of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.

The brain tells to avoid
And the universe reminds
My mind is being toyed
The nth time that I resigned

What if I take action
Because we live only once
Or prep for extraction
So I’ll not look like a dunce

One more heavy deep breath
Should I stay or should I go
Doubt creeping like he’s Death
Final decision is no

The brain tells to avoid
And the universe reminds
Indecision, destroyed
The action I leave behind

Originally published on March 20, 2019.

Image header: qimono of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.