Nervous about Nothing

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Can you remind me again what I was fretting about

I seem to even forget what it was I was nervous about

That is how much life has ailed me 

I forget about the things I have to say

That is how much my thoughts have numbed me

I am in a loop of forgetfulness

In a maze with no way out for me to taste the sun's rays

Calming myself I try thinking how to make things easier

But don't I already know better

It isn't the lack of attempts that have hindered my growth

It is the abandonment of talent and skill and perseverance among many that have made me stumble on my toes

I ask myself when I turned so dumb

Then deviating to something else I save myself the embarrassment that the truth would hum

Should I sleep now or think of more ways of reproaching myself

Should I allow myself to calm down or think of ways to get nervous again

This has become a story of every night

With every moment increases the severity of my plight

So goodnight to the world that for me is too bright

Let me embrace the darkness and be a writer of the nights







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