We hold the galaxy in our hands, yet we still reach for the things we can't have.

Sometimes I sleep

                                just to escape

being.

We think we're alone,
But we only have to look around,
And we're just like everyone else.

Typical, sad teenagers,
Aware it's generic yet it feels so personal,
Driving our insecurities more and more.

And I don't know which would be worse,
To be so alone,
Or to mean nothing at all.

The year 1957 when I was born
I was attempting to wake up from a yond
My mother carried me and she smoked
It was like feeling temporary life being revoked
I acquired health problems and almost choked
I had Asthma, Yellow Jaundice and I was suffering from malnutrition
This is far more than any ordinary condition
Doctor’s consulted with my Mother and Grandparents that I was at near death But don’t get to attached as I didn’t have much time left
My limit was supposed to be 7 years old
But there is a word of behold
Doctor’s suggestion it would be God’s will beyond
My Grandmother being a praying warrior felt the Doctor didn’t consult the Lord on confirmation
The almighty was the one with all the information
My Grandmother then saw a vision from the Lord
The Lord stated, “Your Grandson will live as I am the Lord they God who giveth Life”
Well when it was revealed my Grandmother didn’t have to think twice
Why, because the Lord gave sound advice?
The years that the Doctor’s said would be an end
It was extended years in begin
I am 57 years and no wonder as I am the miracle of behold
The sun gave me a partial smile, but God sent the full sunrise to everyone’s surprise.