Late Night Thoughts

My eyes are closed, but sleep is a long lost friend
I lay here wondering about my beginnings and my end.
My heart echoes in my ears
I am trying to hold back tears
All I can do is keep my eyes closed
And wait for the morning.

My thoughts take me back to yesterday
I can't seem to think about tomorrow.
I'm stuck in this maze of my own creation,
Not knowing how to escape.

Some days are good, but a lot of days are bad,
I have nothing left inside that doesn't make me sad.
My soul is tearing apart as I get older
I seem to grow distant and my heart grows colder.
I sit and wait for the end to come
While the world spins on its way.

I feel numb and there's not much joy left
Nothing feels like it should.
I stumble through one day to the next
And I wonder if this feeling will break.

My head screams and depression rears it ugly head,
Some days I just can't even get out of bed.
I see the sunshine and I can feel its heat
My belly is full, but my soul needs to eat.
These days I exist, but I don't live
I stare and look not knowing how to feel.

Published by Lefty1971

48 years old, married. I have an on again off again relationship with my blog. Still trying to figure out what I really want to do with it.

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