"My head is pounding..."

By My Sisyphean Journey

My head is pounding
And not a glass of water in sight
The morning rituals of the week completely off the rails
And it just is what it is
The sun has been awake much longer than me
And my phone is full of notifications I’ll respond to with a hazy mind

Being back in the states has brought me no solace
Just strong drinks, empty sex, and a broken desire to get back to purpose
I’ll try to repeat what I’ve done on this new day
If all else fails I know that the crowds in my head can be drowned out
For just a bit more once again

Driving through forests and trails
With a nicely knit flannel and jeans
I feel so out of place
Something just doesn’t feel right
Is that why my patience is thinner than the fragile relationships I keep?
Am I failing to adjust to the old status quo?

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My Sisyphean Journey is both photography and written works by an active duty Marine. You can follow him here.