Short and Restless

What am I doing wrong Am I not right in my pursuits They say honesty is the best policy be honest, have full transparency yet as honest I can be here, I lie in the dark fighting off the demons in my dreams wishing for peaceful sleep though all I receive is notification that I'm not wanted dead or alive Am I possessed Obviously not but it's a question I dare to ask my dreams take me to task filling up my nights with relentless scares small tears of the skin not there before while my heart beats out of my chest Please, just let me rest All I ask for is success yet I'm on the precipice of silence no sign of progress I'm growing desperate but I'm not a beggar nor will I forsake my pride to bow on my knees for an opportunity to reach me I must create my own...somehow but all is lost to me My profession is screwing up, messing up a good for nothing who wants to be good at something yet nothing comes my way It's been like this for a month and two days… Why is it this way