my thoughts are daily nightmares
daily heart attacks
daily arguments
daily wisdom
daily wrestling match between emotion & common sense
daily insanity
daily nostalgia of him, of them, of the good ol' times

my only escape
is at night when I dream
I am at peace

with morning I realize
that I want my dreams to breathe life
but alas, there are responsibilities to carry
burdens to bear
loneliness to revel in
silence in extremity
I am conformity