Sink

As you sink within your bed,
are you trapped inside your head?
Racing thoughts keep you awake,
now your eyes begin to ache.
Soon we rise to earn our pay
everyday the same way.
I see people stressing themselves to death
people stressing never catching their breath.
I'm learning to live from people I see,
Learning to live not so miserably.
Will we ever find our peace?
Will our pain ever cease?