Damaged

 

Damaged

 

I lie awake at night in dread

Of thoughts occurring in my head

The older I get the more I find

My thoughts are damaging my mind

 

I on occasion wake from sleep

And nightmares still about me creep

They linger with malicious spite

And on my skin they sting and bite

The older I get the more I find

My thoughts are damaging my mind

 

I wish that I could make it clear

Exactly what it is I fear

It threatens poverty despair

Beneath a sign that says BEWARE

As good and evil truth and lies

All equally catastrophize

The older I get the more I find

My thoughts are damaging my mind

 

Some nights I breathe a final breath

The kind you feel when facing death

I gasp awake before I fall

The heedless world sleeps through it all

With clarity I see no trace

Of hope upon a helpless race

And somehow feeling I’m to blame

For every single human shame

I slumber having lost the fight

Against the terrors of the night

The older I get the more I find

My thoughts are damaging my mind

 

In days gone by I welcomed dawn

And I with every stretch and yawn

Would shed the night-time ghouls away

Embrace the newness of the day

Contemporary monsters burn

Oh how for youthful days I yearn

When I could easily ignore

The demons banging on the door

These days the demons overwhelm

More doubtful I defend my realm

I manage still but only just

To shut out their persistent thrust

And I enfeebled by each doubt

Have barely strength to keep them out

The older I get the more I find

My thoughts are damaging my mind