I am fighting for the day
I will be happy at 2am,
my soul content at 3am,
and my heart at peace at 4am.
When I achieve this,
then I know I have made it.
No longer afraid of the dark,
insomnia replaced with rest,
my own thoughts stop haunting,
an end to the whispered weeping.
When I find this,
then I will know success.
Loneliness doesn't know my name,
depression loses his chance to invade,
love finds a home inside my ribcage,
my empty heart has been filled.
When I know this,
I have reached the finish.
~ Matthew Walker ~
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
I am fighting for the day
I will be happy at 2am,
my soul content at 3am,
and my heart at peace at 4am.
When I achieve this,
then I know I have made it.
No longer afraid of the dark,
insomnia replaced with rest,
my own thoughts stop haunting,
an end to the whispered weeping.
When I find this,
then I will know success.
Loneliness doesn't know my name,
depression loses his chance to invade,
love finds a home inside my ribcage,
my empty heart has been filled.
When I know this,
I have reached the finish.
~ Matthew Walker ~
10/30/14
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