I wear a hat upon my head,
a thinking hat it is,
it causes me to ponder,
the why's of that and this.

This hat it sits upon my head,
but why I do not know,
would I not be better off,
if my hat were to go?

Without this hat upon my head,
I might find myself,
feeling more carefree,
enjoying being someone else.

Confound this hat it wont come off!
as if stuck to my head,
and now forever I must think,
... at least till time for bed.

A sleep I slept last night,
A sleep of restlessness,
My mind would wake often,
My dreams countlessly broken.

A sleep I slept last night,
A sleep of little satisfaction,
My worries danced in my mind,
My fears followed behind.

A sleep I slept last night,
A sleep I have awoke from,
My mind now calm but dazed,
My demons now back in their cage.

Oh! Cold of winter's drawing near,
And on my face I feel it sear.
Stealing breath I try to draw,
Biting, piercing does it gnaw.

Shards of copper cling to trees,
Bringing forth old memories,
Of once in warmer part of year,
When kinder weather made for cheer.

But now a cold and unkind gloom,
Makes dull and tiring in my room,
Retire myself to go to bed,
And dream of warmer climes instead.

A sea of undefined volume,
of loud ferocious turbulence,
of quiet waveless calm,
I listen, I think, I reflect.

Journeying past depressing thunderous storms,
into joyous sun soaked clouds,
through dull bewildering mist,
entering the absolute certainty of clear blue sky.

Forever seeking clarity,
Forever with no destination,
Forever navigating without direction,
Forever lost amidst a sea of thought.