I wonder why I keep all of these things within my head. Horrible things, things filled with dread.
I wonder why I keep things locked in my mind. No way to set them free; I become blind.
Sometimes I try with all my might to just be okay, just be alright.
I wonder why should I even try anymore. My soul it tattered, ripped to shreds on the floor.
I wonder why I keep looking to the stars. Always wishing, from afar.
Maybe there is more out there, maybe peace. But for now I will keep wondering.
Wandering in my sleep.