Not knowing what it is to be comfortable . Always in a state of alert. Realizing it'll happen any second. Catching a glimpse of light just before it occurs. Over and over, ever in a state of flux. Let it take you, don't fight it. Everyone eventually gives in. Perhaps, there will be a time when it stops. Some time when the flux goes static. You know that the day will come.

a certain silence will wash over every single thought I've ever had and it will be peaceful it will be unexpected but soon I will awake once more and realize it was just a dream it was just another moment my brain decided to fall asleep because its excruciating words were yelling "PLEASE DONT GIVE UP FIX IT FIX WHAT YOU HAVE BECOME" but it does not do well with pressure so once more I will slip into my daily coma waiting for it to pass waiting for a moment when I get the chance to live once more

Amidst my struggle to create myself I seem to fall asleep

And in this sleep I lose my mind and track of what I keep

Perhaps one day I'll stay awake and progress there will be

But as of now I'll still battle with life's narcolepsy.