Narcolamentcy

I lay
I lay
My drowsy state
Takes my stance
Down to the floor
In an awkward dance

The ironic pose
Floor to nose
In a humble bow
Works it's way
To here an now

I eat to stay awake
I sleep to stay awake
I time my life  to acomodate
The mandate
Of my grueling master
Purveying choices as to a child
Taming any hope gone wild
My joints follow suit
In a stiffening jaunt
As the carefree taunt
With their unbelief
Of my reason for grief
I'm buried  a foot deeper by unbelief
Because all they see is the in between
But this routine
Is nothing new
But before I had the Ocean Blue
And a weekly song
And a walk to anywhere
To cure a wrong
And my purpose known
My babies home
Also a network of consideration
Like a pension
From when our lives were worthy of mention
But with one fail swoop it's washed away
And I was the one to leave
And now to my lonely floor I cleave
God what is left for me?
Where do I find new sight for my blind?
Will I ever be restored or reimbursed
Or reunited to what was first?
Self centered hopes, I know
But this old heart yearns to grow
Some good sprout of hope
From the dead ends of my rope
I believe in possibilities
Made by you
Even beyond my age or abilities
Or things that I  "could do"
But if it is up to me alone to find
Or hope for something new
Or to me to be amazing
At "Life: part 2"
I know me from history
And in my trajectory
As decline turns to decay
I'll lay
I'll lay