It Is So

The gears those wheels within my mind never stopping grinding on the rocks crashing it is so. I try to park them I try to restart them by the use of minimal meds I try to thwart them why it is so. My mind runs it never stops one, two, three or more days when it stops I finally fall exausted in my bed it is so. I am the runner of the bright night keeper of the your dark days it is said they are numbered it is so. Always stars falling fire always burning from within me no more killing it is so. Surrounded by people whom rise by my fall hearing them talk it is so. Loving the rain it washes me clean looking out at the waves not wanting to drown pulling me down it is so.