honEbee
Bluelighter
I can’t sleep
Something is bothering me.
But what? I wish I was that smart.
Who can tell what’s in the deepest recesses of the heart?
I want to act out, but what scene?
Who else feels this way? Not knowing which way to go.
Sometimes it seems your head is your most horrible foe.
I write a line and then erase it, trying to get it all out.
Everything is forced.
Deep thoughts are dwelling in the depths of my soul.
Monsters hidden, waiting to swallow me whole.
Trapped by fears I struggle in vain to express.
Would anyone understand? And do I care?
Sitting here struggling with words.
Split open, my emotions laid bare.
Still sleep will not come and I cannot rest.
I move to sit at my window thoughts still running wild.
The stars speak that the night and time are slowly creeping by.
Maybe I’ll find the answers in the horizon when the sun first meets the sky.
Something is bothering me.
But what? I wish I was that smart.
Who can tell what’s in the deepest recesses of the heart?
I want to act out, but what scene?
Who else feels this way? Not knowing which way to go.
Sometimes it seems your head is your most horrible foe.
I write a line and then erase it, trying to get it all out.
Everything is forced.
Deep thoughts are dwelling in the depths of my soul.
Monsters hidden, waiting to swallow me whole.
Trapped by fears I struggle in vain to express.
Would anyone understand? And do I care?
Sitting here struggling with words.
Split open, my emotions laid bare.
Still sleep will not come and I cannot rest.
I move to sit at my window thoughts still running wild.
The stars speak that the night and time are slowly creeping by.
Maybe I’ll find the answers in the horizon when the sun first meets the sky.
