The light from the mobile game flickers

outside the rain pours down,

Its freezing cold out there

but here in warmth you drown,

The TV set to mute

blankets pillows across sofa and floor,

Your idly watching something

though your mind not here anymore,

12 midnight

1 then 2am skips around,

3am 4am

not a single sound,

5am 6am

better go to bed,

7am time to get up

inside you are so dead,

But dead you are not

just comfortably numb,

Your threads are all frayed

yet not yet come undone,

Your holding it all

just barely together,

But your holding it all

and will do forever,

Though tired and broken

you may be,

One day yes one day

you’ll be free…x.