A dreamless sleep as I've never had,

Combing through what it’s meant to be,

Life shows us its fangs,

The type that scares and drowns,

It pours and drains away,

Trying to hold on to it,

This life and daily grind,

Its unique way of reminding me of,

Everyday it is earlier and faster,

Is it that I'm older and more tired?

Waking up and sleeping in,

Standing tall and crawling away,

I look out and want to sleep in,

The endorphins high that comes from scrolling,

The dreams I have, I wonder too,

How I see things I cannot explain,

The start and end of what life brings,

The stirrings of where it all ends,

A life lived in tunnel bowels,

A hand out to work on this place,

I stand and look all the way around,

It is empty and dready,

A lone tree in the midst of the desert,

I stand tall awaiting your presence,

To walk through life with a fearful mind,

That doesn't want to explore new things,

Staring into the abyss of life,

I wondered if I'd ever get things done,

So cold to breathe,

I see you not,

Strange dreams have started appearing,

Premonitions or foresight of the future,

Rule the mind and make it stop,

With thoughts of fear and unending deaths,

It is an increasingly fun life,

I believe it myself, I live it every day,

The clarity one finds amid pain,

To know what to do and what to leave,

A turn of leaf, To get the sun,

The big old pot in the hollow house,