Every night i lay in my bed
thinking,
trying to picture what tomorrow will bring,
But these visions have limitations to what lay
ahead,
Mass destruction of the mind very hard to hide,
what is it that i fear most?
i don't know,
these dreams can't be interpreted,
a state of entropy i'm in,
Day dreaming of a glossy life,
In silence and tranquillity,
at night so glum as a glue,
or am i scared of the future responsibilities that
awaits?
It may be near when it seems so far,
Is that what i truly fear?
i can hear myself think,
as i feel my inner voice grating on my nerves,
this sincere tone & eloquent words arousing me
to reality,
my head propped up n both side,
realizing the thing i fear most is been me,
these words are brewing in my mind,
Or is it the mistakes i have made due to human
fallibility?
i can't keep wallowing sentimentally,
due to the fear of the unknown,
All i have to do is focus on the future,
In other not to jeopardize what lays head,
with tension & pressure,
Its time i confide in me,
Life will always have its twist and turns.