After I watched some Kanye
I was feeling inspired
Still I was tired
Been in bed two day straight
My body is weak
It’s been a long week
I can hardly think
Let alone speak.
Stuffy nose and congestion
Eyes red and puffy
What else should I mention?
Oh yeah, I’m down
Not just in bed
But I knocked off the crown.
For so long I was king
From other’s perception
Now unemployed
Cause I changed the direction.
And I’ve nowhere to go.
Don’t know which way is home.
So I lay here in bed
My career seems dead
Guess you could say
There’s a good bit of dread.
But I don’t.
I don’t feel depressed
It’s the bottom of my game
Yet I feel so blessed.
For this moment,
This breath.
Still my body needs rest.
Maybe after I pee.
Church bell rings three.
That reminds me
Days go fast
Even with the daylight savings
They just don’t last.
Back in bed.
Pillow, meet head.
Got to get some sleep
But instead, I weep.
Cause it’s all so clear to me,
These words aren’t mine
They belong to God
who’s here with me.
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This post was previously published on medium.com.
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