Steak Nuggets! – Day 29, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

A steak fry is still a fry.
A steak nugget is still a piece of steak.
Never will it matter how they’re both dressed on a plate,
Cracked and soon to break.
From it’s weight.
More than your aching stomach’s meant to handle,
While you laugh at the possibility of blacking out and,
Falling on your face.
Stuff your mouth all you want,
Not a single bite will never glue the pieces back together as you coast by with a fake smile,
Sugarcoated by a scent you’ve been desperate to change.
It’s not the food you desire.
It’s the gathering around a table full of people you yearn to be surrounded by,
Any time your mind’s gone haywire.
I know!
Hard to admit.
But,
Look around you.
You’re alone in a world where we can’t force anyone to join us for a mouthful.
In front of a screen full of people you can’t ever reach out to.
Whether you like it or not,
Who else do you have,
Other than that reflection inside of a black void you’re staring at?
Why not free your palm and,
Give yourself a hand to climb back!
Over an edge where you don’t bite the curb from an attack,
Against yourself by the self-denigration you’ve served and stand.
Confident.
Enjoying every slice of life possible while making the promise that,
You will love yourself until the end of time as you enter a promised land…