I look up to the sky

The stars shine so bright,
Each one a beautiful dream,
Each one too far from my reach

But these broken dreams are mine
So I’ll piece them together in my own sky
Hoping

they will shine just as bright

I go to bed indulging in fantasy,
              
            I Wake up broken by reality,
          
                I go to work chained by insanity,
            
                   All while FEENING for my fantasy.

What is the meaning
Of meaning
That’s all I want to know
The purpose of you leaving
And the meaning of your soul
No I don’t want your poetic explanations
I only desire your poetic lies
To distract me
From this question
That’s all way drifting
Through my mind.

The world I see today,
From the melancholy
Green of the grass
So freshly beheaded

To the prissy and narcissistic
Stances of the flowers in full bloom
Expecting  meaningless approval

This world stretches all across the oceans greedy desire to take everything
From the us
Even if it means killing itself

The world I see today is sickening!
I wonder what world I'll see tomorrow....