up all night
looking
for something
that doesn’t exist
something
I don’t want
to see in me
avoiding
myself
by looking
everywhere
other than here
trying to get
out of my head
when I should
be in bed
another late
night
another wasted
morning
couldn’t I get
the same result
in another way
or another result
in the same way
it’s all the same
in the end
(D. James)
How did you know that is EXACTLY what I was thinking?
3:22am over and over again.
Another very enjoyable poem…had to chuckle as I read it…seemed like things that I have said on a number of occasions.