A ploy that works now and again
Other times drowned out-
By too open an eye of the mind
Or too strong the grip of a heart

I know the feeling,
Like an iron weight,
Dragging you down
I've wanted to scream
Wanted to give up
To different degrees

It's frustrating,
Making me question myself
And not having the answers
But why do I seem to stop caring?
Why doesn't it matter the next day?

So I go back to routine,
Back to mundaneness
And not looking too much
Into my own thoughts
For fear of my realizations

It's like self revelation
I can't seem to have
Because I dangle the key
To my prison bars
In front of a shadowed face
Known to be mine

There are some things, however
That I know I want
Those that keep me looking ahead
When the moon hides at night
Leaving me in darkness

So remember,
At the end of the day,
When we've remained where we are,
Or perhaps gone astray
There's someone who cares,
You're not alone