Someday my body will feed the plants
that have protected me from misery
as the trees provide shelter
from the rain that tries to erase the tears clinging to my face
that I need
to prove
that I can still feel something
I should be thankful to the gods
who thought I had the strength to bear this pain
that presented me with things
that should never be classified as living nightmares
Someday I plan to open every door
in a vacant, rundown building
to symbolize how open doors
mean nothing
if no one is there to stand behind them
and celebrate the strength you gained
that allowed you to turn the ****
and find the key that someone hid
many years ago
And maybe someday
while I'm at it
I'll prove that broken dreams
only become broken if they fall on cement
and shatter
so I recommend spending your entire life
in an empty field
all by yourself protecting your dreams
the soft ground would provide security
and the loneliness
would provide serenity
And somedays may come faster than tomorrows
so I should start planning my somedays now
while there's still time
while there's still cliches that I believe
while I still have hope.