No Free Mornings

When a morning brings on the first rays of light

A chilly calm takes over from the passing night

Quiet yawns and blinking eyes all greet another dawn

One by one the relief settles in that the darkness is gone

When a morning brings on those unwanted smells

Lingering odors of another night being spent in hell

Another morning waking to find it wasn’t just a dream

A rising sun only melts away the loudest of remembered screams

Overshadows the thoughts of never having a breakfast in bed

Pairs of squinting eyes fixed on the ground where someone bled

Peaceful sunny mornings were just not all they’re cracked up to be

You don’t get them for free that I know go ahead and just ask me.