By Jason P.G.
I hate to sleep
It means I’ll dream
My nightmares come, I wake and scream
I’m always mad, can’t blow off steam
My thoughts are constant like a stream
In the night under the moon
With rain and thunder coming soon
A storm is brewing a Typhoon
Filled with excessive bad emotions
I’m not stable like the oceans
I’m stuck in a place I can’t believe
No matter what, I can’t relieve
I think with my heart on my sleeve
I just want all the bad to leave
Peace is what I want retrieved
The storm inside just keeps on blowing
My boat’s rocky, just keep rowing
It bothers that I’m not in the knowing
This is the end, can’t keep on going