Monday feels
like a dying sun
like hope that fades
when the day is done
Monday feels
like an icy breeze
you’ve lost your gloves
and you’re gonna freeze
Monday feels
like drowning tears
your face is wet
you’ve aged a million years
Monday feels
like a melting crayon
you drag your feet
you say, “i think i can”
Agh, these were the Monday vibes I was totes feeling yesterday.
–AJM
we plug in
and as joy drains away
so does our hope
to do something for ourselves
and then the week ends
and it’s monday again
mondays suck
like sour wine
like getting sick
after feeling fine
mondays drag
like fishing net
like unsaid thoughts
you cannot forget
mondays stay
like a bad cold
like stagnant work
and it’s growing mold
mondays crush
like heavy stone
like feeling down
completely alone
monday’s here
like sunday died
like freedom left
and you’ve said goodbye
I suppose this poem isn’t the best Monday morning inspiration to start your work week, but we’ve all been there. ❤️
Sometimes, all we can do is try our best and survive the day. I hope we all have a great work week. Soo busy here!
Best,
AJM
A. J. Morse 