So I sealed eyes shut knowing I’d be cast in stone,
The sun peaked over the cold night as dawn arrived,
I heard your footsteps this morning as you got up for work.
The fan muffled the yawn that escaped my mouth.
The glint off the mirror stings my eyes.
The girl in the mirror has discolored bags under her lashes,
Hoping that she will at least get a few hours of sleep.
The covers shield the sun breaking across the sky.
Under the covers her body gets warm,
Sticking out a limb to capture the cold morning air.
The snore in the bed over breaks as the realm of sleep is left.
The room is shared, but the sleep is not equal.
An alarm clock sings over and over:
“Wake me up before you go, go.”
Six o’clock in the morning with weary eyes from crying.
Disguised under sheets to hide from the waking,
Frozen like a stone laying in a fake sleep formation,
I sealed my eyes shut letting sleep take over.
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