Restless and tired…mind running fast, just can’t stop thinking about days past.

Good and bad memories flood my mind, wishing for those bad days to fall behind.

Behind in the past where they should be, leaving me alone and setting me free.

Free fron racism! Free from ridicule! Free from everything that could make me slip.

Slip away, far, far away to a place unknown from my past.

Days awake without rest to these eyes, sweet hello’s and tearful goodbyes.

Why do beautiful eyes cry? Why doesn’t anyone care? Care about those crying eyes which are always days awake.

Days awake and nights without rest causes one to not be her very best

Days awake as night follow takes a toll on the heart and mind.

Days awake frightened of the unknown and the what ifs , and the what could bees of tomorrow and the future.

Days awake sleep calls to heavy eyes that needs rest, but the eyelids fight off sleep. Afraid of the bad dreams that may come to bring torment.

Sooner or later sleep will win over the fighting eyelids and they will fall fast asleep, then there will be no more days awake. ©2021