Heaps of Me!

There are a thousand heaps of me 

Neatly stacked, one on top of the other 

And the weight? - o, its hard not to bother 

Each day the world is too much of me 

There are a thousand layers making me 

To know me, you need to unfold all 

But what you will achieve will be dismal

Each layer is so thick, you will see 

There are a thousand dreams within me 

Each yearning to be lived at the same time 

They all ring like a thousand bells that chyme 

Each waking second feels like a stormy sea 

What's there to live when I am mere heap?

Of bones and flesh stacked together 

Of grating dreams that are a great bother 

Making it so hard to have a moment of sleep