Freedom


I was  raised okay. .
by okay..
it was neither  bad nor great...
locked behind this invisible gate
Built of tears, fears, and hate
I had a longing  ambition  to go beyond  this place
What held me back was my own mental fate
Failing  to see life pass this gate...  
Failing  to see i could make my own fate..
My own fate, bless it be great, for universe sake if i take a leap a faith from behind this invisible gate.  
My own fate , bless  it be great to Soar beyond  the prison  of my mind for universe sake..
Soar beyond the bills,
soar beyond  the pills
soar beyond the negativity on which the foundation of gate was built .

Lay me down in the sheets designed to surround my bodies bounds, Let me drown in the waters of  what's to be a "peaceful" sound.

There is just no sleeping tonight
I am trying but my mind won't let everything be alright.
So I sit, gaze straight ahead In hopes that just might.. A little rest shall be In near sight.

The coffee *** is waiting.
ready for the dawning of early morning light,
but as I lay my body down in the sheets designed for  sleep, Like the white rabbit this plague of fear falls upon me:
"What if my dream is not a dream but a nightmare of my reality"?