the weight of the world

I heard a distant early warning, but i chose to ignore it, it came back and bit me.

These late summer nights, till 2 in the mornin, trying to keep warm in your bed as fall closes in.
4 am sudden awakenings for no apparent reason, sweating and kicking your blankets off. Turn on the tv to be able to fall asleep. Take a look at the posters by your bed. They get you thinking, to a point you're telling yourself to shutup and sleep. The dog on the floor next to you sound asleep, snoring like your grandfather after thanksgiving dinner, calling his name to wake him up. Your father in the next room snoring like never before untill you hear your mom yell " glenn shut the fuck up turn on your side " , you have to love your mother when she sleep talks.

You crawl out of the warmth of your bed and make your way to the computer, check your myspace shit, and make your way to the hedley forum. Expecting answers from people. Not an answer. Noone on msn. It's four am. Where is everyone? in the middle of a deep sleep where you wish you were at this time.

Crawl back into your bed, this time it's no longer warm but chilled from the cold in the house. You cover yourself up and turn the channels. Jacob hoggard and his bandmates. That gets you yelling at the tv. First it's HOO-GARD no HOG-ARD. His bandmates have names. Dave rosin, tom macdonald, and chris crippin. Fuck.

Turn off the tv, plug in your ipod, listen your self to sleep. two hours later , 6 am, the sun is rising, your mother is yelling to your step father that his breaktfast is ready, you yell for someone to come up and close your door so you can go back to sleep. you fall asleep for 2 more hours. Finally there's just nomore sleep left in you.

It's nights and days like that, that you wish you could just disappear from the world and get one good nights sleep. Without the world hanging on your shoulders.