Alarm
This is the first thing I’ve written in a while.
By Molly Caitlin LongPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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Irish step dance music is playing far louder than my ears want to hear it
I open my eyes
it's 6:45
I press stop
I tell myself I'll be up in a few minutes knowing damn well it'll be a few hours
just like yesterday
I open my eyes
it's 9 o'clock in the morning
I'll just check my phone before I get up
and I'll check it again
and again and again and again
just in case
how is 12:30 already!?
I need to get out of bed
staying in bed is what sad people do and I don't wanna be sad but
I can't get out of this bed
why am I chained to this bed
I sit up
it's pointless there's nothing to do today anyway
I guess I'll stay sad
I mean in bed
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Molly Caitlin Long
22 - Artist - Poet - Fiction & Fantasy
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