Upside Down Kind Of World – Day 180, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Regurgitating an experience you’re better off leaving inside of your digestive tracts,
Is equivalent to,
Feeding on your own vomit,
Until you vomit,
Once again,
Over its putrid smell and dubious taste.
How often are we stranded in the middle of a desert,
Left to eat what our bowels release onto sand making it harder to swallow?
A mirage occurring in our minds,
But,
So hard it is to ignore,
RIght?
Like,
Every memory replaying in front of our eyes,
Whether or not they’re open…

I guess,
Our fear of tasting something different,
Kicks in from time to time.
A kick we can endure if we choose to.
A kick most use to add some spice,
Into a life they feel is mundane,
Every if it’s a story others would read and enjoy…

Do you like the story you’ve written?
Are you okay with detailing your difficulties,
And,
Flipping the page over?
Are you proud enough to sit on a stool,
And,
Recite what some people need to hear?
I mean,
Why would you be?
When we’re already transitioned into a would where good is bad,
Where even the Sun can’t escape critique,
After providing us with food our bodies need?
There is no reason to be ashamed.
Might as well accept what’s happened,
And,
Try eating from a different plate…