Slumber is labored
Strength is abolished
Persistently hindered
Delaying the progress
Counterproductive
Progressively honest
I'm a reduction
Born from the chaos
Defective modern machine
Interior operation is self defeat
A laceration, a repercussion of
Determination, across a void of incognizance
In sleepless labor, I find myself
growing weaker
It takes a lot to wait
And I am willing to negotiate
What have I become?
I'm nothing to anyone
In denial, yet I'm ascending to grasp at closure
I'm struggling inside my head
Will I desert the road I've chosen in lack of comfort?
Or will I continue to regret?
Mechanical intrigue
Memories fade fast
A fire within me
Burning my own path
I've become stranded
Without any patience
An altered mind space
Practically eyeless
I fail to grasp
The energy inside of me is almost worthless
Matter over mind
It takes a lot to wait
And I am willing to negotiate
What have I become?
I'm nothing to anyone
In denial, yet I'm ascending to grasp at closure
I'm struggling inside my head
Will I desert the road I've chosen in lack of comfort?
Or will I continue to regret?
What have I done?
I fear I cannot trust anyone
Matter over mind