Thoughts

Light slowly fades the dark night, I'm sitting here, hand on my chin, wondering,
confused, deep in thought about what it was and what might be...

As the trees swayed to the gentle wind of the night,
sleep was the last thing on my mind,
restless mind and some thoughts drowned inside of me..

My life has always been a dream,a never ending chase,
It often taking me to hell and back again,
a dream that at times seem like a nightmare..

As I sit here and count the stars,
these tortured thoughts scream louder and louder in my mind,
a mind filled with dreams is now just filled with chaos.