Something got blocked up inside me this morning
As I went to breathe
I felt a resistance in my chest
It snapped at my mother while making my coffee
Stirring sweetener into the black drink
Currently reflecting my state of mind
I hoped it would lighten up a bit
Sluggishly moving my limbs to do what I wanted
It didn’t shake the blockage within
On my drive to work I played loving music
Whispering to the darkness
It’s ok little one
It will be brighter tomorrow
The Gap 