So often now, my mind is on the blink.

It gets to the point where I can't even think.

Of course, you know, I am not able to sleep.

So I stare, awake, while my thoughts do creep.

This malaise that I suffer leaves me alone,

With nowhere to really call home.

I wish that I could find another way

To just get through this weary day.

12/05/2007

Author's Note: Sometimes.... I like to play with rhyming....

Posted on 12/05/2007
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