Laminated Cries – Day 121, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Staring into the sun going blind,
By the beauty it shines,
Sounds more appealing,
Staring into a cave of bewilderment without an ending in sight.
But,
Who am I to claim what’s better for anyone?
I’m still having trouble looking up at a sky without dreading what’s,
All in my head.
Failure my thoughts conjure up,
While I lay inert on my bed,
Praying for a dose of joy I can find in a cup of water instead,
Of hurting those who hurt me!
In a mind I can only comfort with a pen,
Drawing images on a page through sentences I arrest,
In a line full of anger in a heart I neglect,
Way,
Way too often…
Here I go again,
Running on an empty tank I desire to fill with a flawless,
Painting on a canvas embossed in,
My own blood…
Only lord knows if I’ll survive,
By the time all of my wounds are sewn shut…