he expertly constructs intricate structures and framework laying the foundations on clouds (the murky clouds of "what if") he builds story upon story erecting a crystal fortress topping the tallest spires with mirrors so the whole world will see how completely right he is
as he steps back to admire his work he notices the smallest of cracks in the keystone above the golden arch that branches as it advances ripping through the glass castle which crackles from threshold to roof in an inherent and utter collapse that leaves a glimmering shattered heap of imagined debris at his nauseated feet
Pick me up, And open my cover, But be careful, Cause I might crumble, Read my fine print, Just don’t mock the way I am, I’ve been through alot since then, Drugs, Fights, Heart breaks, And more, Are all the things you’ll find, In my novel.
No directions No manuals You were gone before we could ask Sometimes you head in a different direction You walk your way and keep going What you choose may not be popular But it is right for you That is all that matters Feelings get hurt Messages get confused Time passes Being comfortable with your life and choices is all that should matter Walking away makes you go forward so don't look back You know who and what is precious to you
C@rainbowchaser2020
For those who lost a loved one this year Human or pet