My eyes are burning red,


    my head is filled with dread.


    What I want to do instead


    of lying in my bed?


    The stories are so fleeting,


    they do themselves deleting.


    This all keeps repeating,


    The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    yet every night, they''re greeting.


    They don''t make sense, you don''t believe


    the random shit that happens.


    One moment I am fighting, cleave!


    The next one driving wagons.


    I''m drowning now deep in a sea


    trying to become a bee


    by eating an entire tree


    to hide from all the dragons.


    I am struggling, fighting mad


    with everything I''m doing.


    When I wake up I feel so sad,


    my strength is not renewing.


    Tomorrow is another day,


    to wake up less exhausted.


    Staring here at this display


    making my eyes defrosted.