Restless

Where words lie unheard, Where hands leave worlds untouched, Where sky falls into tides and lights are hushed- calm prayers, tears, begs, and shouts- somewhere, i've turned full circle a hundred times. toss and turn, day and night alike; half asleep, half dreaming half fallen into thirds and thirds into lost counts. a drink, to victory to sobs to sorrows to knowing what we feel and what we'll fight- maybe it's all a dream maybe it's the haze of stars and moonlight maybe, just maybe, my head will rest, tonight