Thoughtful Feelings

Moments of life
Falling in line
Nothing much left
But all will be fine

Smiling and sleeping
Lying I cry
Finally waiting
For this to fly by

Moments of pure hate
Crashing inside
All over bearing
And too hard to hide

Walking and running
Biding it time
Washing and fleeting
Trying to rhyme

Thoughts and feelings
Compressed in my head
Broken bleeding eyes
Fading to dead

What’s going on
This fragile pain
Why is this torture
Always the same