And here I fucking go…
We Are Dreamers.
We dream. You, I, and, all of us…all retreat to the safe havens of our minds. Leaving the world around us to dwell on our own. We beckon to submit our reality for a few hours to escape our problems for we cannot deal with our burdens. To this day we continue to carry what haunts us, we break down, and are left to claw for the future. The future. Why must you cry tonight, when these tears can be held inside your eyes, save for a more dear moment.
You need not cry for love was always there, but a heart you could not bear.
Questions for each circumstance and occasion, you drew up you walls for this invasion.
Drawn from the light you called upon your defenses. “Prepare the gates and seal of the heart.” Sealed up with no one but your ever rotting heart, darkness drowned your mind. Drowned your soul. Drowned every inch of your being. And here you are now, grasping a rope anchored by a false hope. What you thought was only a false hope…but a hope that stood its ground for you.
Often Enough.
I worry about how much I can give back to the world. To my friends, family and myself. Can I provide, care, and protect? Or am I going to follow my father’s path? I often wonder if I can hold a place deep in the hearts of others and if my significance will shine through time. I feel my mind being sucked into the atrophy of the world, doomed to question and regret my existence. Surrounded by other forms of success held by the peers around me and those living lives parallel to mine, I find doubt in myself and my choices thus far. Up now, I ponder about my place in this world and wonder, if not hope, that it will all amount to something. Not to be washed away in history to be revered, or at least remembered.
