I fight daily with this urge to stop
To let myself flow back into the ethos
To become nothing by doing nothing
It is a much simpler life
One with much less effort
But I know it brings me now happiness
I sit in the darkened room
Sun no longer lighting the sky
My eyes heavy from lack of sleep
My brain telling me just to stop
But my heart tells me to fight the urge
At the end of the day
When I can no longer fight it
When my eyes are too heavy
When my brain stops working
I can finally release
and succumb to the night once more.
Too Human 