Last night I slept half past four Couldn’t sleep while my three brothers snore I stared at the ceiling which reminded me of sky Like a jolly daylight, moon lit our room bright I thought of having a dream as I sleep Lucid to be, I’d like demons to creep They would not scare me, I’ve seen enough dark Cold as coldest winters, days fierce and stark
I would like to be scared though; I really need some sleep How Am I supposed to wake up early, if I don’t stay in my kip I stood up, emptied snacks into a bowl Felt too random, curious, anxious, have I lost my soul?
I try to wake up early, and I try to make it out with a blurred vision I would see, I would hear sound that loud Then I would put on my glasses, to see the world as it should seem with stiffed back I would stretch, nature again would look so mean I’ve seen good times and bad too, but I never seen the best yet my days would pass by as I, climb up or fall back I don’t laugh or cry much, I feel very emotionless I’ve always helped as much as I could, but never heard that one yes I think God looks after us, or as this was what I used to think but this is one possibility, and so is that God does not exist Like this, my day would pass by and as I would go to sleep And time would go fly till past four, and I would still not even blink.
Just a casual poem, in which I expressed my heart and the story of “how I got fat in last summer” which, to be frank, many of my dearest friends have been asking. So yes, I empty the bowl of snacks every night, I am sleep deprived and my day job includes sitting on a desk for 6 hours straight. Anyways, for more reasonable and logical stuff, follow my Instagram/twitter/facebook @reesgargi
I am including a healthy diet and good workout routine now, for a good mind, you need a healthy functional body.