I wonder if I'll sleep tonight,
But then I laugh as I check reality.
I never sleep at night
Because my mind won't sit still.
I'll lay there and think.
Not that I mind.
I'll think of my day,
What has come and what has yet to pass.
But not that I mind.
I'll think of those I know,
Where I'm going
And what I wish.
And it's not that I mind,
But the only problem is,
Even when my body rests,
My mind continues on it's way.
My mind will dream a vast landscape
With all my treasures held within.
Those things that I hold dearest,
And those things I wish to hold dear,
That simply. Float. Away.
Alas! Just barely out of grasp.
But I really don't mind.
Because when I awake,
I have the pleasure
Of chasing those floating aspirations
With actual plausibility of capturing them.
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
Why is it all so hard.
I'm just trying to do what I need to.
I'm doing my best,
I swear I am.
Or at least I was.
It just got so hard,
It got so tiring,
It got so confusing.
It wore me down
And nearly broke me apart,
To the point of where my best...
Wasn't nearly as good as it used to be.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 9:08 PM UTC