living on the edge

Ever have one of those days? The moment you wake up, probably annoyingly early, everything just sort of goes horribly wrong? Yeah, I know. In honor of those who are close to blowing their top or plain ole abandoning ship, I present you, “living on the edge.”

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sleep interrupted
by the crying child
needs hugs and kisses
monster slaying skills
and the obligatory
drink of water
but once the sun rises
the day immediately
goes to waste
too many people plans opinions
in this cursed rat race
and just like that
it all comes clear
there’s no escape
from the personal
Hell of monotony
it’s the same ole shit
just a different day
grin and bear it, honey
and that’s all they say

living on the edge
of fractured sanity
does little to please me
the walls are closing in
and becoming my tomb
i want to spread my wings
but the ceiling’s too low
i can’t turn down the pressure
and my top’s gonna blow

it’s 3 pm
and i’m running late
me and the school bus stop
have a standing date
but the rain is coming down
and my path’s filled with mud

5 o’clock
stuck in traffic
dinner on the backseat
cell phone ringing
baby’s crying
“honey i’ll be home late”
highway calling
freedom beckons
would they miss if i’m gone?
thoughts keep coming
head keeps filling
somebody makes a wrong turn

living on the edge
of fractured sanity
does little to please me
the walls are closing in
and becoming my tomb
i want to spread my wings
but the ceiling’s too low
i can’t turn down the pressure
and my top’s gonna blow

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