Eyes wide open,  in the middle of the pitch black room.

Sleep running freely away from me,

I look for something to focus on.

Nothing, nothing came in to view,

the more I looked was darkness.

Tried to grab it and all I got was just air.

Despair quickly came over Panic,

for what I am trying to grab and hold dearly.

It feels weird almost like deja vu just like the last time, and i hate it i really really hate it. I tought i was in the clear but looking back at my past actions I sounded demanding, pesky, irritating. Its like a double edge sword hw i wish i didnt met you but yet at the same time it was really nice knowing you. ok this is mind numbing. Damn how i wish i could be at the bottom of a pool looking at the surface from the bottom lying down. No worries, no frustrations, zilch.

”we are from two different worlds

but the differences sure are amusing.”