My Mind is racing, I cant slow it down.
My heart is pounding, I cant drown out the sound.
The emotions inside me all seem to stir,
the thoughts that are flying seem such a blur.
I lay in bed and try to keep perfectly still.
But my restless body wont obey to my will.
I want to retire, and just begin dreaming,
but the voice in my head just wont stop screaming.
I think about girls, and I think about friends,
how long will it take before the restlessness ends?
I'm tired as hell, and just want to rest.
But I cant ever seem to beat this lame test.
Cars race by my window just to keep me awake.
I don't know how much more I can take.
I try to lay still, and let out a yawn.
Roll onto my side, see its almost dawn.
Ive been here for hours, just laying in bed.
Theres really no way to slow ideas in my head.
So I just give up, theres no way around.
Cant get over my thoughts, cant get over the sound.
I get up to my computer, I push on the button.
I open up Word, and start writing 'bout nothing.
To get rid of these thoughts, I type them away
they've been in my head throughout most the day.
When I am done, I turn off the screen,
I go back to my room, where it seems more serene.
I lay back in my bed, where finally I'm ready.
I still hear my heart, the beat is now steady.
My thoughts have now slowed, after I wrote them all down.
I feel more at ease, and I cant hear a sound.
I'm proud of my work, I'm always glad that I did it,
but I'll just wake up tomorrow, and the day is repeated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
some days seem to go on for years....you have a great way with rhyming, I always admire poets who can do that with ease...nice work.