By Kaya Miller
I have some questions.
Why does my sleep evade me…
Night arrives, nothing!
Why do feelings leave?
I enjoy the numbness but,
I need to feel things.
When will work finish?
Procrastination loves me
Never leaving me
If I let you in,
Will the pain follow your words?
Your embrace? Your care?
I have some questions
About everything there is
Because I am scared.
It’s the unknown;
the cold, lonely walks of life
that stir in my brain.
I wander through places
In the dreamscape of my mind,
in the life I live.
I have some questions.
For I am curious
Forever questioning.
Now, you may question.
Walk with me, on this trail,
To find the answers.
