Brain Alive

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock the clock goes inside my head. It keeps me awake and from getting comfortable in my bed. When sleep comes I am sentenced with nightmares and flashbacks and nightmares. Nobody at home cares about what despairs me in my slumber. My body has a mind of its own. I want to sleep but my body says no. I don't know how to turn off the lights and power down. The bags under my eyes frown at me for trying to change my mind. I need to find a way out of my head so I can relax. My brain has four wheel drive and is leaving tracks all over my mind. I want to be in control again. Until then I can strive to do my best and just thrive.

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