Rest of the world sleepin as my eyes are wide open,

Layin on the couch as if Im solidly frozen.

These thoughts start to flow over and over,

Visions in my head form, make me believe I’m not sober.

All the years ahead, and the years behind,

All I wanna do is enjoy this moment in time.

Lookin up at the ceiling with a glazed over stare,

No ones around me except for you up there.

My eyes start to close, but my heart remains open,

I’m drifting into conversation with the one who is golden.

What’s the purpose of this and that, I scream,

But my mind’s just lost in someone else’s  dream.