I’ve been having troubles frequently,
Laying in bed with the deep end, out naked
Battling these sleep thoughts
That don’t stop, please shut down,
Wondering what makes me stay up,
Is it the troubles?
Love?
Or period?
I remember tomorrow like it had just ended,
With the same question beeping,
Am I gonna live?
Shine?
Or die?
Tomorrow that I see, has much changed from Tuesday,
Wandering the places that were frequent,
When I had her to surpass,
Took you out the night the rain talked to see a place with my set of green-ish whites,
And made me think maybe we should just trade,
Take my place, I’ll put on your eyes and see your life, try to reside, this so dark, safe to shine,
And you will ask me:
When will you come back?
Turn back?
Or hear back?
I don’t have an answer
Guess
Or estimate,
Just a goal
Mission
Life threatening.
But I’ll ask you,
Will you wait for me to come back?