My eyes remain heavy
Just like my heart
My head is learning the drums
Just like 10 year old would
Frequently and violently
Days that go so good
That I can't bare to leave them behind
As they beg me to stay frozen
In that frame of time
My hands once strong
Now shake with weakness
All the way to my  finger tips
My body says it's time to rest
I must keep thinking
I must cover every topic I do and don't
See and or list in a day
I must stay awake