The Dead Dandelions – Day 289, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

She disappears like dandelions fluttering through bright summer skies.
A one-of-a-kind,
Sight for sore eyes,
I’ll never see again as time,
Only ticks by faster,
The longer I’m alive without any love to chase after…

Regardless,
I unserstand.
Her existence was a lesson for me to learn how to look past,
What will eventually die,
Rot away,
To live a joyous life without depending on anything that can drag me to the bottom of a cave,
Where most don’t return from…

As much beauty shimmers off what I like to believe is eternal,
Nothing really is besides light revealing darkness coming back full circle,
As we’re squared by truths we’re afraid to swallow.
Truths about everybody lacking the ability to love another,
More than we can love ourselves even when we’re hollowed,
By defeat stemming from mistakes we’ve made…

And,
We owe it to ourselves as hard as it gets.
Take it from a man waking up everyday,
Without a friend to confide in.
Without a beloved to ride with.
Without family to dine with.
Just,
Silence anytime I’m in a crisis,
Leading to a smile I earn when I win each fight against,
Myself.
Nowadays,
I tend to smell the roses,
Rather than hiding inside of my cracking shell…