At times we cant just help but think,
no matter ones intention,
the worst is what they portray it'd be
and when i go to sleep,
i pray God will hold it all together,
unspoken thoughts,
unsaid words,
tormenting,
searing,
it feels,
as it begins to fade to grey,
slowly,
slowly,
till the eyes finally take over,
uncomforted sleep.
In dreams,
the mind, never met objectives,
the heart, pain for the distance apart,
the body, tired as hell,
the spirit, depleting slowly.
