Tunes Of Thunder – Day 78, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz (In Progress)

God’s thunder serenades my mind,
When I’m consumed by the Darkness of night.
As the eye of the storm settles in,
A pen is what I peddle back and forth on a blank page mirroring my eyes,
As I look into each cloud swarming in…

After all,
The rain is music to my ears.
Sounds like my fingers tapping on a desk where I piece back together my life poem by poem without fear.
Puzzle pieces of a heart broken underneath a chandelier,
Illuminating every glass smeared by imprints of my lips no longer wet from a bottle full of sheer lies…

As I walk by a living room table full of horrid memories,
I dance to the tune of each cling,
Sounding off as I bump into every glass representing,
A home,
That was never home,
Shattered by kin I never chose,
To be a part of my life…