A Moment of Unrest
Sanity plagues my mind
I can’t seem to divine
The slow crawl of finite time
The unconscious rhyme that slowly unwinds
The rustic memories we have cultivated
Have left me feeling unmotivated
My hands thrust up in lazy prayer
My soul inside feels stripped bare
Bed unmade; a restless night
I’m sure I’m not the only one with static plight
It runs apace me on winding paths
Leaving chaos in its aftermaths
I can’t seem to divine
The slow crawl of finite time
The unconscious rhyme that slowly unwinds
The rustic memories we have cultivated
Have left me feeling unmotivated
My hands thrust up in lazy prayer
My soul inside feels stripped bare
Bed unmade; a restless night
I’m sure I’m not the only one with static plight
It runs apace me on winding paths
Leaving chaos in its aftermaths