Wednesday Vibes

Midweek blues, clock tickin’, cruel joke

Hump day grind, drowning in the same smoke

Calendar cold, frozen in a chokehold

Wensday whispers, secrets that the night told

Rain taps the glass, Morse code from the clouds

Streetlights flicker, shadows blend with the crowds

Mind in a maze, rats race on repeat

Pavement preach sermons to my worn-out feet

Wensday, Wensday, stuck in the gray

Halfway to freedom, still far from play

Wensday, Wensday, time moves slow

Bridge to nowhere, but where else to go?

Coffee stains on my soul, caffeine wars

Every sip a prayer, try to even the score

Cubicle cage, dreams boxed and filed

Wensday laughs, a devilish child

Subway screech, steel serpents on the track

Echoes of a future I can’t take back

I write rhymes on receipts, pen bleeds my rage

Wensday’s a thief, trappin’ me in this cage

Pages turn but the story don’t change

Wensday, a limbo that feels so strange

Can’t rush forward, can’t rewind the past

Living in the shadow of a day that won’t last