Living in the moment: Spewing my thoughts

This is the day,

that I go through,

what I've done and am going to do

when I'm up at night, trying to fight and forget the rest
of my life.

Why do I neglect myself?

My lover and my mate?

Why do I feel so intellectually inept?

Can my life be equated to anything I project and is it really worth it, the fight?

Why does it feel so good to go to bed? How can I enjoy w
hat I do in my life, yet love escaping it with sleep?
Am I missing something here?

Or am, I , over-analyzing?

Push me

project me

trip me,

protect me from myself

This is the day,

that I go through,

what I've done and am going to do

when I'm up at night, trying to fight and forget the rest
of my life....