Frightening thoughts do seem to rip open my soul,

leave me wondering just how to escape this fight.

I find my days of being alone to be so brutal there

doesn’t appear to be any resolve, it just exists.

Putting on my favorite music I listen to the words

that steered me well through my young adult life.

And now today that life is living still, and I am 

aging, yet the unique reality is I feel the very same.

My whole life has been one of wondering if it all

matters to keep battle with the demons, to pull

myself together and live a life worth revealing.

It does become rather tiresome after awhile,

like a part of our job we have to do,menial or not.

I’ll recognize this frame of mind and say good night.