We recede back into the depths Our minds harboring tangled webs Giving credence to griefs and sorrows Preferring to live in the past We retrace footsteps back to the beginning Fantasizing other routes Of chances never taken Alas that is all we do Circumnavigating parts we already lived On our long search for bliss We find ourselves mesmerized by angst Forever tormenting fragile hearts Like once was not enough Wandering awake we are black and grey Daydreaming our eyes see more vividly We lay tired but never sleep Cogs of our fantasies turning evermore Insomnia such a faithful companion Never wanting to leave us alone
For those who have trouble falling asleep. My mind often revisits places I've already wondering if I could've changed it as all people do. I often see young teens write about similar subjects as I once did but now I've lived a few more years I can write about it more beautifully.