I Refuse To Move Anymore
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The sudden screaming sleep stopper
stunned my sleeping soul awake.
The sky had its clouded cloak;
the air felt frigid and deathly dormant.
My muscles ached at the thought of moving
and I winced as my muscles stretched.
My eyes felt fleshy and rejected release,
as I impulsively upheld my body up.
"I refuse to move anymore," I thought
as my muddled mind grasped reality,
"But you must!" my mind argued.
I rise, my eyes still sealed, walking to
the gateway, as I brutally banged my big toe.
I yelped making me want to scream, sob
and begin to blatantly blaspheme.
Especially, seeing that my sorrow
will echo every morning
for many, many years.