My Alarm Is Beeping As Yesterday Poem by Edmund Wong

My alarm is beeping as yesterday, waking me up in a confused state.
My eyes see no incentive to welcome another day,
My mind has no intention but to let my consciousness fade.
The sun is giving out sparking rays,
But they have no hope to touch on me,
Being all consumed by the blocks of towers surrounding mine.
The air is stagnant but warm, confined by the windows of barricade.
The day is still inchoate, but my dream is already late.