Does the sun rise only to set? I Claire Chen

Does the sun rise only to set?

Claire Chen ‘23

Day by day, on a wooden swing, Back and forth through monotonous things, Life’s stuck in a song on loop, the same four chords strummed over and over in a group, The sour melody causing throbbing headaches, sending constant fashbacks to previous mistakes, Longing to walk in tangible grass, to feel warm sunlight and not just through glass, I seem to have lost my grin, the longer my bedroom walls cave in, Too much time spent in this space, there has to be a way out of this place, My room spins faster than my mind, As I crawl on the foor trying to fnd, What I once thought was mine, The world feels so small, And I haven’t even lived through it all, At last, the scariest feeling is nothing at all.