Some times...I'm alone

Echos of time, chafing your thoughts.

Holding to them and weighing the cost,

So tempting to sleep

in the times you hoped for;

bitter awake...

can you take anymore?

Shades of despare are clouded by hope,

searching for laughter you find in some dope.

So hard to wake

from your blissful lies,

wanting to sleep...

I can't take sunny skies!