Scribbled Thoughts

Last before reset,

make it special

or just mark it down,

either way it is ending

and you can embrace

the new

that arrives

with whatever attitude

you want.

Struggle through evil

to achieve

a virtual reward,

blacken your soul

for proof

of worthless deeds.

Empty and sickening,

yet you can not stop.

Will not stop.

Swap my clock,

my story,

my direction

and chuckle

like it means nothing.

What will this

opposite bring me,

what did this

disruption cost me?

Anticipate a calm

and dress to match.

Feel the shock of gale,

the cold of attack

and suffer the soggy

aftermath

as you continue on

your day.

It takes two

for this crime

of no return.

Pray for redemption

when you know

you’re not worthy,

live with the knowledge

you are less

than you should be.

Reminisce on choices,

defining moments

shaping experiences

and realise you are happy,

proud, content

with who you are.

Even when its hard

its worth it,

you just have to remember it

and know only you

could have walked this path.

You are stronger

than you realise.

Wake up first

and experience the

quiet excitement,

knowing the day is unique

and you witnessed the beginning.

Settle into the special

and greet loved ones,

enjoying being with them

and enjoying being you.

Merry Christmas.

Silent working,

the festive beats dead

when they should be

the loudest.

Hum quietly,

defiantly,

and cling to the excitement

that it’s nearly here.

Conflict the schedule,

flip the sleep

and once it’s done

try to remember what

day it is

and why you should

be excited,

why everyone is here.

(Sorry, this is all I can come up with today.)

Pack and prep,

replace and repeat,

duck grabbing hands,

dodge speeding trolleys.

Survive until it’s time

to clock out.