That Same Routine

Reece Beckett
Oct 26, 2021 · 1 min read

A poem.

Image by Pawel Janiak, via Unsplash.

Sleep in the same position, live out that same routine

Anxiety defines the lines I’m always held between

Doesn’t take a close-up to see my body’s held down

And when the help is offered, two weeks later, it gets turned down,

Face locked in a frown, there’s no new place to drown