Raiser

Written, read, recited unspoken  
  These words in my head  
ask the mind to be open  
 
Plotted, planed, performing unseen  
Will my body withstand  
the weight of my dreams?  
 
 
Why do I wake up everyday  
  So damn surprised  
The World isn't perfect  
& won't change overnight  
I know that the Ocean  
    moves with the Moon  
Roosters keep 'crowing'  
well after high~noon  
The Sun says; Sayonara  
  before  
It sneaks in my room  
With more going on  
than I can assume  
 
Demanding without understanding  
every which way that I choose  
No matter how enchanting  
      I can't endure the abuse  
Left to be re-discovered  
at later date in time  
Somewhere less conspicuous  
       with the thoughts  
I've left behind...