Poetry

I CAN'T SLEEP AT NIGHT, IT'S NOT RIGHT THE WAY LIFE CAN DO YOU SOMETIMES; I TRY TO RELAX AND TAKE A BREATH, AND TELL MYSELF IT'S ALL FOR THE BEST…
NOW IT ALL SEEMS LIKE A DREAM…
 
… OR MAYBE MORE LIKE A NIGHTMARE;  HOW MY LIFE TOOK A TURN FOR THE WORST;  NOW I'M CURSED IT SEEMS, CAUSE JUST WHEN IT FINALLY LOOKED LIKE I WAS GETTING SOMEWHERE IN MY LIFE, ON MY PATH THINGS WERE WORKING FOR ME.
NOW IT ALL SEEMS LIKE A DREAM.
 
I WANT TO FIND IT AGAIN…  A PLACE WHERE I CAN FIT IN,
 WHERE EVERYONE AROUND ME ISN’T PLOTTING TO DO ME IN… OVER HATRED AND PAIN- ITS INSANE HOW THINGS TURNED OUT THAT WAY OVER GOING THRU SOME AWKWARD THINGS,
FIGHTING DEMONS TO MAINTAIN; SO THINGS AREN'T ALWAYS WHAT THEY SEEM,
 FROM MAKING MONEY AND FULFILLING DREAMS; TO WALKING THE STREET LOST; LOOKING LIKE A FIEND,
NOW IT ALL SEEMS LIKE A DREAM.
 
I THOUGHT THERE COULD BE A COMPANION FOR ME… REALIZING NOW IT’S ALL ABOUT WHAT YOU HAVE, THE PULL, THE DOUBT, IT’S BUILDING ANGER IN ME. I SHOULDV'E  CHANGED LONG AGO, WHEN I KNEW THAT MY HOUSE WAS NOT A HOME, INSTEAD OF LETTING GO;  I’M GOING TO BUILD AND DO IT 10 FOLD.
 FIRST I HAVE TO GET RID OF THE OLD, TIE UP THE LOOSE ENDS, SO I CAN MOVE ON AND BUILD, SO I CAN BELIEVE IN MYSELF, AND BRING MYSELF BACK TO HEALTH AND OBTAIN THE WEALTH, I TELL MYSELF…  IT’S NOT AS BAD AS IT SEEMS,
BUT NOW IT ALL SEEMS LIKE A DREAM.
 
BUT NOW IT’S UP TO ME TO MAKE A DREAM A REALITY.
 
BECAUSE LIFE FOR ME AIN'T WHAT IT USED TO BE!
“IT JUST SEEMS LIKE A DREAM”.