taunting thoughts

we lay up in bed we think ,we think ,we think our mind has no restoration only devastation we ease our pain with joyful thoughts and forthcoming joys that fills a void we shall be happy, we will be happy we shall overcome our anxieties of tomorrow's fears hopefully, great full ,alive and well our most precious treasure we don't realise I'm here ,your here make it count for many wish for this but time takes them away far far away... poetry by charmz