Verse. No matter how dark the clouds get. No hope and nothing left. And during day time all I think. About are the dreams that I had the night before. Missing the whole day struggling to sleep. And when I do I'm finally back in it. There they are I know you hear me. We are one good for you what about all of us. Everyone way before we where born. I'm talking prehistoric way before. The little engine that could. And did and wanted more. Before the ego belittled delivering. Better then worse then. Before there was a difference. Between you and any other. I'm talking way back. When there was only the moment. And categories labels and bullying. Where not the in thing no punishing. Back before Kings even existed. What really mattered was supporting one another. Waking up on the wrong side of the bed. I tried to wake and bake to ease my head. Relive that tension and remove my stress. Yet to no avail I felt trapped in the wallowing. The walls where caving in on my day. I thought I'd hit the gym. And shake this mood. Maybe it's my blood sugar. And I need some food. I went to therapy at three. To see if that may work. I called my Bff. But he was out to lunch. I put on music read a book. But nothing seemed to help. I closed my eyes thought that I'd. Meditate for minute. See if that may elevate the Pain. That I'm feeling. Curious to find out. Why I feel like this. Maybe it's my vibration. And my consciousness. If I change my thoughts. Will it help fix this. Emotion that I think is a problem