Tomorrow a new day dawns. A new path i must walk. Away from familiarity and similarity, away from what i know to what i don't. I ask myself the question, "why so scared of a path that's been chosen for a reason"? "I don't know" i should say. Maybe cause getting away from today seems more intimidating than keeping it together with yesterday. Strength of heart will prevail all darts of fear. It will be okay not to stay. It will be okay to walk away into a new day.

Let our words rain

To fall soft as confetti

From clear blue sky

To survive the weathering of time.

Let our words plant seeds

Within minds of those fertile

To crystallize into deeds.

Let us show how Poe was wrong

To ask

If all we have been or seem

Is but a dream within a dream.

Let us show how

With words...

We can reign supreme.

If time is shorter than we think

And the Nihilists are right

If beauty is without meaning

And life without light

Then silence is golden

To none we are beholden

And 2016 can go down

As the year that great men of art died

Quite so, but

Those once blind may be healed and see

That forests may form under the shelter of a tree

And from tiny drops

A river may flow,

So

Let our words flow like water

After all,

In the words of Guatama Budda

"You only lose what you cling to."

I feel so horrible
the pain is just so irresistible
like Clair Huxtable

I can't think
i want to eat and drink
but i'm afraid it wont sink

I was told
i was found drunk and cold
dying and yet i'm not even old

Choking on my own puke
the beer hit me like a nuke
my survival was a fluke

I thought i wanted to die
but i'm so happy i'm alive
time to throw the beer outside