Driving...the sun warming my face.
Clear blue skies turn to purple...

Late at night lying in bed.
Memories & mysteries in my head...

So tired and cannot think.
My mind is at a halt...

Starry night cemented in black.
Moonlight beaming on faces of clowns...

It's a sunny day,
feeling fine...

Feels like forever,
since our last conversation...

Who am I?
Is it the way I look...

It's the tone of your voice,
The look in your eyes...

Sitting here,
Confused, sad, happy, bored...

I TELL MYSELF I CAN STOP.
I TELL MYSELF NOT TODAY...