When the reality of everything hits me, I fear the weight of my thoughts, my words, my actions and inaction will crush me. It's getting hard to breathe so I'll let the world disappear and just say goodnight. I'll sleep without dreams and hide from the light. When faced with oblivion, am I strong enough to fight? Can I steady my voice and stop the choas in my mind? If I can't keep the pace, will I be left behind? When I speak, it may fall on deaf ears. I only hope that those who listen will actually hear.