And Then the Blood Comes

I don’t feel myself today

I woke up late

Couldn’t take a shower

But I washed my face

Threw on some clothes

Lined my lashes

Fed my cat extra

For catching mices

Trash to the curb

Jump in the Jeep

The sun is shining

But it feels like it’s mocking me

I pull up to work

And put on my mask

I feel claustraphobic

But I like hidin’ behind it

Walk into the bustle

I’m a rock in the flow

I try to be peppy

But I’m stuck on auto

Talking takes energy

And I don’t have any to spare

I feel it all draining

With each client that sits in my chair

I have a quick break

And go outside to read

I try to breathe in and absorb

The relief it brings me

I’m irritable and sad

To be back in the city

I want rivers and trees

Surrounding me aplenty

I feel like I could cry

But nothing’s truly wrong

I wonder what’s up with me

And then the blood comes