Here we go again
Trapped in late night reflection
Or should I say early morning?
My mind never stops
It labors on tirelessly
Feeding my heart
Occasionally it's fed good thoughts
Thoughts of truth and love
But those are out of fashion now
They've been replaced
By doubt and anger
Confusion and chaos
How terrifying growing up is!
I thinking it's driving me insane
I don't feel 'right'
Bent over this wrinkled paper
Shivering with cold
Words forming on my chapped lips
As I frantically spill out
My unruly thoughts
In ink stains
And untidy scribbles
I give up
Time to turn off the lamp
Then toss and turn
Instead of sleeping
