Stolen Sleep

 

This sinking in my stomach eats me alive

It’s all I can do to learn to survive.

“Hang in there, hang on,” my friends tell me.

If only it were so easy, if only they could see.

Dragging on, drag on and on,

Waiting to enjoy the simple things–

Dragging on, drag on and on,

This devil round-about sings.

One day gone, the next they’re back,

In my mind? I’m losing track.

Days and night blend, I don’t sleep.

Insomnia becomes trend, no alarms beep.

I could use simple words, or none at all.

“Hey, how are you?”– “Not bad at all.”

Unspoken suffering, hidden by a smile,

Inside, I’m seething, seeking my trial.

“Break out your big guns, don’t hold back”

“Save the evidence, try to keep track.”

Words I hear, things I have to do…

The only way I can get back to–

Dragging on, drag on and on,

Wanting to enjoy the simple things–

Dragging on, drag on and on,

Back to a simple way of being.

I’ll find my peace, my own natural high

New songs to whistle, dreams to make me fly.

I’ve got new appreciation, new respect.

I’ve got a new fear, too much to protect.

Gotta move on, gotta get out–

I’ve gotta change what I’m all about.

My mind is ablaze with the thought of winning,

Transforming this challenge into a new beginning.

Dragging on, drag on and on,

Hoping to enjoy the simple things–

Dragging on, drag on and on,

Today I’ll win, today, I’ll sing.

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About Kira Call Ceramics

Just a girl in Wyoming playing with mud and making pottery for a living. Living the dream! :)
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