I keep saying hello to the same day that won't go away. The night won't envelope me in dreams of greater expectations and i am forced to lie wide eyed and wonder through the depths of my creaking mind. unconciously i keep getting lost in lazy half asleep mirages. why won't you bless me with your intoxication sleep? where are you?
Hours have passed but nothing has changed but the time physically. my thoughts and actions are meshing into confusing episodes seperated by zones that i don't remember. why doesn't this day want to end? I ponder on this question for minutes/hours. i can't tell anymore through my fuzzy, exhausted eyes. all i see is light. but i must say goodnight to this house, to this dreary state, to this neverending day. will you set me free of this too long held grasp so that i may open up the gift of tommorrow. or will i have to pry your fingers off my throat one by one. Godnight my slow-ending enemy. Goodnight!