week 347 ~ piled high in dark corners
piled high in dark corners
stacks of daydreams molder
so much to do need blurs
intention life’s colder
stacks of daydreams molder
incomprehensible
intention life’s colder
when time seems always full
incomprehensible
nightmares confound my sleep
when time seems always full
with promises to keep
nightmares confound my sleep
distractions intervene
with promises to keep
quandaries appear obscene
distractions intervene
it hurts that I can’t stay
quandaries appear obscene
plans for another day
it hurts that I can’t stay
so much to do need blurs
plans for another day
piled high in dark corners
Often we get so busy with life we fail to live.
slpmartin
June 15, 2015 at 2:06 am
But we have to slap ourselves up side the head when it happens, and get ourselves straight.
mairmusic
July 18, 2015 at 5:58 pm