On my heels

 I lay my head, on cotton pillows, with nice thread

the day has been long, but far from over yet

my life is full, and how I feel blessed,

but no matter how good, my thoughts never rest

when my hands are busy, my mind is at rest,

during the day, I feel more like the next

panic seeps in, as the night starts to progress

the thoughts arise, reminiscing my past

the kids are asleep, it's my turn to try

I lay on down, with heavy eyes

those thoughts that I think, creep up every time

my heart begins to race, my thoughts are in real time

my emotions feel, as they did the first time,

that burst of energy, not the good kind

turns me nocturnal, as I fight my mind

avoiding my thoughts, with all of my might

I'm too far from strong, and they win every time

shaking my head, and speaking out loud

God please no, I can't do this right now

how my past, stays so vivid in time

reliving the same pain, every night

I pray, I hide, I do everything right

no matter how fast I run, I can't keep away my mind

it's always right there, like its rolling on wheels

if I slow down at all, it'll be right on my heels

 

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