Here I sit pondering
My mind racing and wandering
Is this what my life has become
While It seems I am numb
I feel no pain
it’s not clicking with my brain
I know it is there
Yet still, I sit here
Lite up another one
Until the morning sun
One pack becomes none
Again I am stun
Does it make sense
To feel so tense
To have my heart covered by a fence
I cannot spare the expense
Emotions are useless
While people are so ruthless
Mind races
Continue taking those paces
What could I have done differently
Gently and consequently
I suffer from actions not done by me
Why can’t they let me be
Because of my weakness
I now face the rem-world of sleepless
© M. Robbins 2016
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