Poem per bad day

Sizzly lips, sensations , the tip
Jittery taps, pointed snaps
Twitches, eyelid closing subconsciously

Heart rate low

Wandering tabs, behold in my mind

Low in pulse

...What a head rush

Sleepy sleepy precious eyes

Dont want to hear , that scruffly mouse



Knock knock
Whose there
I needed a friend
But no one was there