rapidly getting slow

can you keep up the pace
rapidly getting slow
to roll out of bed
made only minutes after waking
only to do someone else’s work
what a life
luckily there are positive aspects
allowing us to go on each day
on a path no one knows
how we will make it
doesn’t make sense
that we even made it this far
along and only others work is important
focus on the spots
where happiness dwells
silently waiting to be found
hiding from what’s real today
gone tomorrow is the end of May
an unseasonable month
since last we spoke
too many things to count on this
we never found that reason
why we all work for other people
money cannot buy happiness
definitely the worn out cliché
life can sometimes be natural
as if something actually mattered
as the consumer in all of us stops
to make sure as hell
that we remain on the right path…

he will get tired

there are going to be days
when he will be unable
to sound inspired
at times he will get tired
his thoughts become more random
or appear together in tandem
around in circles for hours
he remembers towers
that once stood for something
reduced to a sort of nothing
one day is all it took
there in the morning
gone by afternoon
take a look
with a stray thought now
everything was made
different that day
somehow there are still
going to be days
he will not touch thoughts
days at a time
who has the hours needed
to construct a proper rhyme...

a veces

at times
too many thoughts
enter the brain
overloaded
forced into depression's
corner no one
will let me escape
discouraging the ones I love
though they are the only
ones who let me escape
to them
at times...