Rays of sunlight slip through black out curtains
It hurts my eyes, but I can’t convince my body to roll over
I pull the blankets up a little farther,
But the searching sun seeks me out again
I squeeze my eyes shut
Blood veins branch off behind luminous lids
After a while, I’m numb to the discomfort
The sun rises, yet still I don’t
The rays slink off my bed and onto the floor
My phone rings.
I don’t touch it.
It goes silent.
I have a voicemail.
I know who it is,
It’s my boss.
I’m late for work,
But what happens if I’m later?
What if I just never went back?
What’s the worst that could happen?
I want to get up
I want to earn my paycheck
But the decision is out of my hands
Tomorrows worries are for tomorrow
As sleeps embrace pulls me under again