As I Sleep.

The pain in me; shall not be seen.
Records, erased; I will come clean.
Whisper your thoughts; as I do not wish to hear you speak.
I can sense your thoughts; as I sleep.

Try hard; but you can't penetrate.
My thoughts; with several facts that can't evade.
Although the amount of lies are thick,
I ignore them, as I sleep.

These feelings are in denial; they shall be futile.
For they despise of my happiness; it's not worthwhile.
But somewhere, there's a flaw as I still bleed.
I lie in this pool of blood, as I sleep.

What are the signs? They lead me in circles,
With uneven paths, filled with obstacles.
But in my dreams; are the answers I seek.
That's when I will retreat to them, as I sleep.

Human emotions are extremely interesting to study, but they're not a nice subject to study as we go through our own faults, pain, and any negativity.

They're pretty much interesting, because little do people know, they are one of the main reasons why people get inspired, motivated, and it is the main source of fuel to achieve whatever it is they have set their mind to.

Even a slight negative comment in the early morning, is going to screw up the entire day.

But I don't know where I stand. That's when I begin to sleep. I did write a song for Six String Samurais last year, only because I dreamt of the rhythm, and woke up with the tune being stuck in my head. With that, I decided to write the song and completed it eventually. It doesn't sound like anything that has to do with a pleasant dream, but more to like an aggresive nightmare.








So where are my inspirations? Pain is being dealt at the moment, and there's nothing I can do about it. But I know that I've got work later on, and I need all the rest I can get to perform averagely (at least?)

Most importantly, where the hell is my enthusiasm for work? -_- ...