will i ever take a break
from tiring myself out
thinking of yesterday
and the day before it
every moment i lie awake
spent wasted on the past
its unbreakable binds
that keep me in place
when my mind
should be elsewhere
looking to tomorrow
and the day after it
but i lose track
hours fly over
leaving me to wonder
if your tired too
as the sun rises
for me to waste
another day
into another night