I’m so overtired.
I wish I could sleep.
I stare at the ceiling,
And silently weep.
I’m nobody’s worry,
And nobody’s care.
Lifetimes of emotions,
Pull me here and there.
The moon’s even sleeping.
I wish I could too,…
Though life, it is not fair,
And it is not through.
I have many more nights,
To cry on my own;
And far many more days,
‘Fore I can go home.
K. Aldaya, 8/22/22
Picture: By Joshua Rawson-Harris on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/wCgy-qHtZtM
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
A busy little brain,
Inside the head,
Can drive a man insane.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
A word is just a word,…
Though,…repeated…
Begins to sound absurd.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
There’s no rest from the roar.
Ev’ry voice speaks,
And there is an encore.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
The armies rise up strong…
Time for the war,
And it’s sure to be long.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
A busy little brain,
Trapped in the head,
Can drive a man insane.
K. Aldaya, 7/1/22
Picture: By Bethany Szentesi on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/GE43_0fqwQs
How did the dreams of youth become,
So deep a pain inside?
How did I become so numb,
To the dreams once held with pride?
My dreams were once everything;
They helped me to cope,
And with every song that I would sing,
I’d feel a renewed hope.
How is it what once brought joy,
Brings now only pain?
The songs of youth soft and coy,
Sound out now as a bitter refrain.
I can not help how I feel.
I can’t change what’s happened;
Yet I sometimes still wonder how it would feel,
To have followed those dreams to the end.
K. Aldaya, 2/5/16
Picture: Artist Unknown; http://www.iamjoelbrown.com/motivation/16-reasons-why-its-so-important-to-follow-your-dreams/
In the dark depths of night.
My mind wanders tonight,
To a place where none can reach, without the candles dying light.
In the cold arena of night,
My thoughts take flight,
To a place that few know of where tears reduce sight.
In the starry-skied night,
My sadness gains height,
To a place that’s near, but seems so far,
Where things are set right…,
If only for the night.
K. Aldaya, 4/02
Picture: Photographer Unknown; http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdMxt7jNFO0/TnSim1rXqiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/366td3d6Jus/s1600/P9171561.JPG
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
