Stray Thoughts

Struggling to see,
What is finally me.

A mirror askew in the light. 

Straining your eyes.

Reflection is just out of sight.
Thinking stray thoughts,

Across your mind. 

Greener pastures,

Sing a siren song…
Of times left behind.
It must be wrong,

To be impassive. 

Pushing through.

Be okay you think,

Around another way.

Something sprung me to write this while laying in bed. I hope everyone finds rest. Goodnight. 🌜