Inhale your inspiration. Exhale with purpose. Leave your body and drift to somewhere beautiful. Watch me while I sleep. Try to guess what I'm dreaming of as you rapidly shotgun the last remaining can of your childhood innocence.
Your wounds are trying to teach you something. Light up and see your mind in a bowl. You turn down the noise and fill the void with smoke. Throw your imaginary identity into the flames and discover who you really are.
Ask Siri for directions to a meaningful existence.
You take this white plastic ball and   toss it towards neatly arranged cups that hold your potential future. You're restless as you watch them drink it down and laugh. I sing you lullabies to pacify your deep and damaged thoughts. Send me post cards from the front yard of the place I once called home. Shoot me up with your memories so that I may know you better. Slowly woven over time like your grandmas favorite sweater.
Its last call. The lights they hurt your eyes. Secrets shared are secrets kept, I said too much this time. So here we are and here we'll stay Nothing is as it seems. Stare at the fog around the earth of people's discarded dreams.