There is so much running through my mind
So much to say but don't know what to say
the only thing that is not producing anything is my heart
my emotions are clear and calm
when I think that it should be flaring up, it does not
such moment is rare that my mind finds a clear path to do its work
yet I cannot sit still in regards to all these
and I cannot pin point the exact reason
I am looking at the good side of things and then the bad
I do not find anything too bad but not all too good either
but I do acknowledge that this is the work of God
So as I am speechless and without direction
I feel restless to not feeling anything and it does not make sense
my fingers itch to write but nothing comes out but these words
my voice longs to say something but nothing articulate comes out
I would think that this would cause me to see a clearer future
yet nothing is clear at all but beckons an attention
its like all doors are closed and I am asked to linger in the hallway
I stare at all directions and see nothing
and all I feel is the burden to slumber and be drifted
I cannot even make any foundation to speak upon
even as I try to figure things out one item at a time, nothing comes out
everything I bring to attention does not hold fast
even my playlist of my emotions are not clinging on to anything
even if I were to rest, I cannot keep my close
I can't find myself tire out into sleep
i do not remember what was said 15 minutes ago
and I have no direction for the next 15
I am forcing words as I type this and this is already hard
all I can think about is hiding away
Hide away to a place where I can be invisible in the midst of people
Where I do not seek for companionship but yet there are people around me that draws my attention
Now the only thing that I can think about is the dream
and I cannot pin point the exact reason
I am looking at the good side of things and then the bad
I do not find anything too bad but not all too good either
but I do acknowledge that this is the work of God
So as I am speechless and without direction
I feel restless to not feeling anything and it does not make sense
my fingers itch to write but nothing comes out but these words
my voice longs to say something but nothing articulate comes out
I would think that this would cause me to see a clearer future
yet nothing is clear at all but beckons an attention
its like all doors are closed and I am asked to linger in the hallway
I stare at all directions and see nothing
and all I feel is the burden to slumber and be drifted
I cannot even make any foundation to speak upon
even as I try to figure things out one item at a time, nothing comes out
everything I bring to attention does not hold fast
even my playlist of my emotions are not clinging on to anything
even if I were to rest, I cannot keep my close
I can't find myself tire out into sleep
i do not remember what was said 15 minutes ago
and I have no direction for the next 15
I am forcing words as I type this and this is already hard
all I can think about is hiding away
Hide away to a place where I can be invisible in the midst of people
Where I do not seek for companionship but yet there are people around me that draws my attention
Now the only thing that I can think about is the dream
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