I rise with the eyes of a new born
Yesterday no longer exists
I walk into this new day hoping I survive
Survival has become the place I live in
I haven’t known peace in a long while
My mind has become a volatile place where I remain trapped
Trapped in my thoughts ….. my suspicions
I try to escape however I’m unable to unwit the foggged up overcroward jungle in which my thoughts live.
But I arise with new hope new promise each day and today will be the day that………
I break free. Free from the prison I’ve placed myself in the limitations I’ve placed upon myself
I forgot that I have dreams I have a purpose
I allow my feet to touch the ground
I stumble into the kitchen still weaving through the mist of the dreams from the night before that have become tangled into my reality
I make my way to the sink. There it is the substance that breaks me free from everything that was before
I allow the water to pound into the bottom of my glass I crack the top of the C4.
The moment it touches my lips I’m reminded of the sensation the rush I felt when I first touched her lips.
The explosion just kicked me into today.
I’m here world and no longer thinking about my yesterday.