words for thursday

I got a rash on my hands from living here I'm tired cause my cat wakes me up When I turn my neck it cracks three times When I breathe I wheeze and cough and hack My wrist hurts from this repetitive keyboard my bed looks comfortable but it's hurting my back I am deep in debt I am unkempt I am quiet and little and small

But at night I get to come home to you

at night then you are there

the night is so long so long in coming

and you never read my blog