Just 10 minutes until it comes…
You could feel the clock ticking.
Tick tock tick tock ~
The sound of silence not escaping your room
You there on your bed
Fully aware of what was about to come.
You’ll be dead and reborn in 10 minutes.
10 more minutes,
You say to yourself.
You’ll sleep after this.
Maybe get a call –
or a notification from people
People who remember;
People who care.
You’ll wake up after a deep slumber
Go about your day like every other day.
You’ll lay in bed again because –
work doesn’t start for another hour.
You’ll play with your two dogs,
Say your goodbyes for Monday
and talk to them about how today is THE day.
They won’t understand but.. who cares?
You’ll go to work.
Like you usually do.
Like you usually are.
And maybe the people there
will remember and greet.
The day will continue
and you will be working.
But it’s the end of the week
and you do weekly audit.
Overtime it is;
you knew it the minute you walked in.
Your senior will go out early.
She has something better to attend to.
But what about you?
Don’t you have THIS day too?
But you choose to stay and finish up work.
Crunching numbers …
You’re glad all this is over.
You’re glad you can finally get home.
But you will not celebrate today.
You’ll maybe…get a call from someone.
If he remembers. If he wants to remember.
And if he does not, well then…
Just like always, remember?
Or someone will know it’s your day –
And greet you the warmest for the day.
You rest and you lay in bed
Feel the bed sheet under your sweaty body and sigh.
Another day gone by