Poem: “Passed Out“


There is a place where I can’t do well enough or try hard enough. My body goes into survival mode and I need to sleep to deal.

I cannot do anything, when lethargy takes me over and I have only thoughts of comfort and rest.

I wake awhile later, hopefully restored. But days of feeling great, always take their tole.

I try to fight the sleepiness but I know my body will not be well and my mind will not make sense, until I have rested ;however, long my body needs.

It is an annoying problem to be held back by a body and mind that have been chipped a bit; when bad things have happened to make the neurons clouded and send the wrong messages in my brain.

Sleep is tied into energy, and energy tied into feeling fatigued. It’s a curious matter I have learned to live with but find difficult on dark afternoons such as this, when the the outside is pitch black at 5:oo pm

But when I am full of energy, I never waste it. I am glad to have the time I’ve got and so I fill it with tasks and creativity. Time is such an illusion we always think we have more then we’ve got.

I’m sleeping late but staying up later, and writing aspects about life that matter. But burning both ends of the candlestick can result in a tired mind and body.

Maybe, you understand the feeling. But then maybe you don’t. I give what I can give. Then I pass out.

 

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6 thoughts on “Poem: “Passed Out“”

  1. “I give what I can give. Then I pass out.” That pretty well describes it. When there’s good feeling, use it beyond using it. Maybe others (many) have a more rhythmic pace in life. Wake, work, home, sleep. I don’t know if I ever had that regular kind of pace, but I certainly do not now. We wait for energetic times. Then use the energy up. Is it all right or hard on us? I don’t think it matters. It’s what there is. I can relate.

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