You Defined ~

Hammer the head the nail that splits the bed of the wood that lies so flat, loud is the noise of the beat of the drum inside my ear. The echo of actions travel near and far, the remodel of life and house consume my wants and needs maybe even a brand new car. Completion is within reach, a touch I long to feel, a price Drawn on paper, squares so small, a Journey in which when finished will have a reflection of sheen from tile to wall. Exhaustion consumes my mind and body, I long for a day where coffee in hand and noise at an all time low, the only sound is that of children playing and my favorite band on the radio. Sun comes and goes, rises over my favorite mountain top and sets across the waters that never stop. My mind the alarm within is set for a day when all is right, the past is painted a bright future and I say goodnight.