Tipping Point

A Poem

Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

Each day I think I’ve gotten there
The tipping point where I’ll feel better
Over the hump, on the other side
But this cube is sideless

The time is long, the nights are short
The days oblivious, can’t tell them apart
My mind is a flurry of randomness
when really, that’s all we have