These Thoughts
Four a.m. and I just can’t sleep,
I lie awake thinking why me?
The dreams persist and I don’t know why
Everything that once made sense,
Has now just left me so confused
Why am I feeling this way?
Why me?
I just want one day,
One day where I don’t feel so messed up in the head
It’s like a drug that makes its way throughout my mind,
Telling me to shut up and take it
Telling me that I don’t need to go to bed
The tossing and turning,
The visions in my head,
Telling me that there’s no such thing as bed
what once seemed so innocent,
Is far from the case this time
Although it seems so innocent,
That’s never the case
Slipping through your fingers,
I turn to jelly,
Pulling me back won’t happen anytime soon
It’s like a part of me is sitting in three rooms
A part of me trying to accept what doesn’t make sense,
Maybe this isn’t meant to be clear
Nothing about this is clear
These thoughts in my mind once again ….
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