“Daylight Savings”

I try to spring forward
but fall further behind
and I’ve lost a lot more
than just an hour of sleep

It’s April, another birthday
more fuel for the fire
to stoke all these thoughts
that race through my head

My heart’s a dead climber
frozen solid on Everest
just a sad mile marker
who got left in the past

You want to understand me
You’re begging me to try
but I already know
how all of this ends

You’ll offer me your hand
and I’ll try to reach up
but each branch that I cling to
succumbs to the weight