Conflicted

My head feels like it weighs a ton 

Oh how i long to be the sun 

Shining bright 

Consumed by nothing but light 

When you live in the dark 

Your eyes adjust 

Better yet 

You’re out of touch 

With reality 

I mean is any of this real 

Or is it all a bad dream 

Maybe forgotten to be sewn at the seams 

Unraveling tends to leave a lot of strings 

Now I’m caught up in things never intended 

Now my days are blended 

When will i see clearly

When will i think clearly 

I imagine my breath escaping me 

And the peace i could feel then 

Even though i would have sinned 

My soul will be free 

The light is now mine to keep