The Place So Faraway

A million reasons as to why I cannot sleep, For the clouds are gone and the moon shines bright, It feels as it wants to spite, The thing it clings to most, A feeling so sadistically shuttering in your mind, That makes you want to climb away, To the place that is to faraway for you to see, A term we hear for more often then not, Count your blessings, But for some reason I cannot, I feel as if the sky is falling and I am alone, And when counting my blessings I feel as if I am gloating my utter existence, So as I try to fall asleep trying to find the place that is so faraway in my mind, I look to the sky in search, For the place that is so faraway.