Bouts of Silence

These bouts of silence,

Always appearing every weekend,

The need to lie down and not think about,

Where I'm going and what to do,

In all my life I have a plan,

This time I have a deadline to meet,

A fate to reach for my sanity,

I look forward to thinking what,

And who I need, In this journey of what is possible,

So I want to look up and make things work,

To take the time to live out my life,

I refuse the fear and hesitance that comes along,

I'll take time to leave here and walk,

Because that is all I can do.