Restless still...

Is it true that you can’t sleep?
Is it a lie that you rose before the sun?
Can it be a ruse that you have a destiny to fulfill?

A twisted story in the heart of a fool
A shifting tide in the eyes of a tool
A crying bud in the dew of a morning touched

Restless the sway
On a hazy day
With mastery fleeing away
To a humble repose
Asking for a pause
To the endless jitter
Buffering for a trigger
Wanting to get in sync
But can’t breathe or think

To a morning restless knotted the ties
To a sleep-full night without a fist to rise
Fighting for a destiny, purpose, or agony

What may be the day
that confronts the say
To stop and pause
to finally be the NO cause

For none of it and all
Dropping like a rock
To the bottom of an endless dock
To wake up, rising above the flock

Restless no more.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~