Saturday, February 11, 2017

Can't sleep

Tossing and turning cuz I just can’t sleep
Clock in my head while I’m counting sheep
I can feel the sun coming, but it ain’t here yet
And I’m afraid that the morning will reveal my debt

My thoughts bully dreams to the back of my head
Anxieties and worries beat up hope ‘til its dead
But even in the valley of the shadow of death
I know I can’t give up as long as I still have breath

A tiny voice inside me whispers, like a small flame
Refusing to go out, and keeping me in the game
I don’t know if it’s real or not, but it knows my name
And that acknowledgment helps me endure all the pain

So I press on and a song begins to play in my head
Welcoming the sunrise as I rise from my bed
And throwing off the blankets, I feel a weight fall away
And tired or not, I’m ready for this brand new day

Another chance to get it right by being true to myself
To grab those dusty dreams and get them off of the shelf
Blow life into them, put them on, and wear them with pride
Making up my mind I’m going to enjoy this ride

No more distractions, no more doubts, no looking back, here I go
Running to the light, with teary eyes, in my flow.

©02.11.2017 ebn

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