there are mornings

there are mornings
when I just lie in bed
and watch the dust swirl around
it calms me down
and frees my mind
there are mornings
when I jump into the shower
and the water wakes me up
sometimes it's not enough
I'm left behind

is there a way to help me
I ask myself
I wonder
is there someone to tell me
am I hearing distant thunder
am I the only one here
will I ever be done here