knight

On a lighter note,
It's never too late to hope
As long as it's not too late to realize
The dreams you've kept locked away
Even from your own brain.
I woke up the other day
And realized I had a day to deal with.
But by that night
Couldn't remember half of what I did.
Feeling wasted by the waning light,
I was excited to get to sleep
And see what treats
The new day could bring.
But by the time I woke up the next day
It was too late
To do anything worthwhile.
I had no one to tell anyway;
All my friends are ghosts
Wavering in flight
Looking for life.
So it's back to bed,
In the hope of something to see tomorrow
Something new
To do.