O.K guys all I want to do is sleep if I can get of this blasted computer 😉 why is it I become a genius only at night?
This Midnight hour lingers on
Thoughts of yesterday are not quite gone
Dreams expectant start to come to life
Causing Anxiety, Tears, and Strife
Darkness catches Hold
is my hero to be strong and bold?
To many thoughts jump around my head
its not true, no one sleeps like the dead
They Dream and plan
And Scheme, and scan
is it to late? For a peaceful sleep?
Dear God I Pray My Soul To Keep…
Lost and found
alone and sheltered
gone and scattered
In desperate need of silence….