The Forgetfull

Tired of wakening
tired of dreaming
this dreaming less sleep
that never comes to me at night
tired of the day
tired of the night
its a frightfully thought
of the sun
the moon
and the life
if there is any

tired of nothingness
that feeling it follows you
like a shadow
a cold dark shadow at night

the clouds drift from my sight
tired of the wind that blows
from the east, north, south and west

tired of this empty soul
tired of this empty heart

the feeling comes and goes
from the start

tired of this nothingness

its what i feel
surrounds me
like a moth to a flame

surrounds me
takes me in
and watches me
invites me
to fill up my pain

tired of the day
tired of the night
tired of being alone

tired of this
never ending
light..