Overtaken

Lying in bed this night
Sleepless staring up at the ceiling
But not really looking at the ceiling.
Just staring through it.
Overtaken.
Overtaken by the life which I hold
And how my mind seems to shift
It to and fro like an inconsistent
Wave egged on by numerous emotions.
Overtaken by my heart which becomes so easily influenced
By everything that is favorable around me.
So many things. So many things
Touch my heart and bade me to follow them into the unpredictable future
But I know I am bound by a single select path
My path
A path I cannot see
Though I yearn and try to see it.
Overtaken.
Overtaken I sit up in my soft bed
And breathe slow breaths.
It is not panic that I am feeling
But ever-racing thought
That fails to cease when I most
Desire it.
With every slow and easy breath my world becomes more
And more stable
Though it is just my mind that is
Stable.
But maybe that's all the world really is.
My mind.
Overtaken.
Overtaken by a sweet realization
And moved by the truth that
I have brought myself
I lie to sleep in hopes that my mind may one day rest when it needs to rest and run when it needs to run.
And that I may be in firm control
Over both the modes of myself.
Overtaken.
Overtaken.
Overtaken.
(Overtaken)