I sense collapse

Things are moving forward but I'm still not done with the past

I don't sleep sound

I tend to dwell in my memory where I would look up to now

And I let myself down

Just want to see

The world outside my brain, outside my body

So when I die I can say I was once alive

I don't exemplify what I'd hoped but I can't promise that I tried

But when I die

I'd like to say I was once alive