Dear you

It's going to be okay
It's going to be fine
It's something that you'll understand
Someday

The world you were in has ended
And the one you see before you
Has been infected
Neglected
Molested

Earth filled with those blinded, twisted
And desperate  
Maybe things are still the same
Those wicked are still in control
And those sleeping
Are still in a panic with no money
No sanity
Just wasting away - still
On their T.V

A great tale, a great epic
Twists and turns everywhere
But it's still your story
So make something of yourself
Create a melody
Plot a story
Or write some poetry

Don't rot away
Because you WILL succeed
Trust me, you'll see

Sincerely,
Anthony.

Once upon a time,
I used to dream for light,
As I slept alone in bed.
And there I lay,
Either filled with thoughts,
Or filled with an empty head.

Then one cold night,
As the moon rose high,
I saw a book on the shelf,
I wiped off the dust,
And closed my eyes,
And then...

I read.

"Hello Cynthia!
Welcome back!
We missed you!",
They all said.
And then I followed them home,
Deep through the woods,
Never to be seen again.