F. Jason Whitaker Writer

Sometimes I can feel the years of my life In a moment, a feeling, in flashes Of moments over time.

Room is hot Stripped down To nothing Still warm But comfortable. I'm naked Sleeping In a strange place Waiting for that day I'll have my own space...

I don't even know where I'm going I don't have a clue to what tomorrow Will be when I'm drifting through Like a lost ship at sea. I'm not going anywhere at the moment Stuck in-between in nowhere, I'm waiting to be told I can now go somewhere I've been dreaming of being there again Since I left there so many years ago.

I'm falling into pieces My Life crumbled Into pieces.

Woke up alone again Clouds everywhere Chance of rain Temperature not gaining And I'm wondering Will I be stuck indoors Will I be trapped in this place Trying to do so much but never getting Anything done 

I've been better I haven't been great In so long. I'm tired Of my circumstances Can you see My daily life? I'm stuck in misery Waiting for history Waiting to be away from here, Finding my way back To a place I've been happy.