with each sun’s rising
with each sun’s rising
to breathe in a new day's start
counters to zero
Home
feeling an unease
feeling an unease
for something is just not right
breathe and let it be
in a cool dark room
in a cool dark room
under covers keeping warm
just a bit more sleep
too much going on
too much going on
desire to run away
so sleep a bit more
squeak of the floor
squeak of the floor
a click of the closing door
late night displacement
the quest for nothing
the quest for nothing
most difficult to pursue
to simply be still
where is the quiet
where is the quiet
when is the time for nothing
it's all just too much
aroma wafting
aroma wafting
tangling throughout the house
garlic's not done yet
drifting to and fro
drifting to and fro
floating in the weariness
where is the balance
just left in it's wake
just left in it's wake
see fate meddling once more
living in chaos