Lights, Camera, Actions! – Day 79, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Each bag under my eyes are as heavy as the baggage I’ve placed on my shoulders without permission.
Feels like,
Perdition.
Being buried under emotions I have lost control over.
I,
Can’t seem to read an older poem without tears dripping,
Drowning my smile away as I keep swimming,
Towards shore I’m not quite sure I desire to be on anymore.
But,
What else is there to do?
I’m just,
A loner no one thinks of as I come up with a new score,
For a movie in my mind,
Written by the demon dancing on my right shoulder,
Directed by the Angel standing still on my left side,
As I’m only here to keep watch.
Preventing anyone from interrupting melancholic scenes in a set created by God,
Himself.
Might as well empty out each bag under my eyes until my thirst is quenched.
Until I’m no longer thirsty to speak thoughts aloud while,
Yearning for my Death…