School, work, chores, repeat.
It’s been a long day.
It’s been a long week.
I hope the feeling is mutual
this feeling of nothingness
as I am not there with you
babbling and tearing up with laughter
as the night goes on
But as the night goes on
I sing the songs I Love
or loved, perhaps,
as his voice lingers with each beat
Keeping me from sleeping
Keeping me hostage
Now as each night continuous
his voice vanishes into the chorus
and my fatigued mind
slowly washes my thoughts
like rain pouring on the windshield
and rids of this intruder
until nothing is left
just me
just me and this long week
12:43 a.m.
Long Weeks
Ava Villagomez
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