Thoughtless

To be, thoghtless, is what I want
For thoghts oft torment
Of money , status, health
Fear of death seeming near
And how we failed by a wrong move
That has cost us heavy
Wreacking havock on our little ones
For no fault of theirs,
Thoghts and thoughts galore
Overpowering nerves
Why , many of those ghastly feelings flee
As we manage sleep somehow
Burying the old in a dreamy state
For they should not have bothered
As much I , wish them to go
Leaving me in my kingdom
Just the way I am, thoughtless…