My Angels
Tonight is like no other
I finally piece together the reality of my imperfect world

Is it hard to be assigned to me and watch my progressing downfall?

Ya, me too.


Oh Angels
You know I love you
But you also know I’m impatient and doubtful.
More than the typical teenager experiences. Or maybe not anymore in such a generation like mine.

Please Angels,
Come sit on my pillows
Wipe my tears.
Whisper your heavenly promises into my ears over and over until I can finally fall asleep.

Finally.

Tossing and turning
Turning and tossing thoughts
Turning rest into work
Working on resting
But in an attempt to rest
I rest unsure
Will this be another late night
Will this be another sleepless night
Tonight is the night
I decide
Am I a difficult sleeper
Am I an insomniac
A restless thought
Why am I even fussing
Over sleep
I guess
I will have to turn to other
Alternatives
Like meditating
While im still contemplating
I know
I will sleep through my errands
Do I even wake up
If I never slept
While I'm awake
I contemplate
Do I need to sleep to rest

Secrets
Are they worth our memory Storage
Is it still a secret if you share
With another
Being secretive
Is it being dishonest
Why keep secrets
Is it fear
Is it love
Is it protection
Or the true reason
Is even hidden from the keeper
What I know is
Secrets can destroy
Secrets can build
What I don't know is
Do we want secrets
Do we need secrets
Why do we limit honesty

God loves me, I love God
My family loves me, I love my family
My friends love me, I love my friends
Mother-Nature loves me , I love Mother-Nature
Maruana loves me, I love Maruana
I hate the fact that I disrespect that love with lust