A day in the life

A day in the life is a day in the dirt

A life unlived, empty and hurt

A life in the shivers on a cold cold day

A life of dehydration as your throat aches

A life of modern luxuries

Of egos

Of stress

A life of inner conflict

Of guilt

Of being blessed

Half empty water cups

Head throbbing

Eyes glazed

You try to speak

But the words can’t escape

A desert inside

Crying for a drop

The creative nourishment

Just out of touch

Self obsessed idealizations

You’ll drown in your own thoughts

Surrounded by abundance

Denied a morsel of self love

-sjs