Sitting down trying to focus, to much flowing through my mind, all the environmental noises are driving me nuts, body in pain, no comfort to be found, no rest for a weary mind that wont shut down, so overwhelmed with all my needs, no help nor respite to be seen, upon my feet so many need of a man without any means, sounds and sights the mind dreams up, stimulation overdrive, thoughts confused and words are lost, exhaustion would be but a holiday, beyond the point of passing out, the tolls my mind and body hold, a storm is brewing will I hold, for how long I must go, time has been a war to me, left upon the shore battered no hope for me, up at the call ready to go, no idea how at all, a zombie I seem to be, everything piled on top of me, like a world of horrifying debris, yet time after time, something makes me breath, to climb from this wreck of life, never to see actual daylight, a void to exist no strength to resist, onward I go as my body is old, time has not been kind, and for me no one has mind.
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