Finally, after all day working, now I can blissfully lay back.
My feet, my back, my body can now relax.
Close my eyes, rest my mind, to finally enduce a nap.
But without physical distraction, my mind starts to reach back.
Every time its automatic, pushing itself to relapse.
From another land attempting to reverse and bridge a gap.
Amongst piles of material and no foundation for building at.
There is no reality inside the past.
Breathe deep to fade fast.
Sometimes the tears will lull you to sleep.
Sometimes frustration forces your peace.
Sometimes the eyes are simply too weak.
Sometimes it's the pillow pressed to cheek.
Sometimes you tire of the constant reach.
Finally the day is done just relax and go to sleep.