Friday, April 3, 2015

How do we make ourselves still believe?

I see too many people with their heads down these days...
Dropped down into a computer or phone?
Or maybe just depressed bringing their shoulders forward...


my eyes are red on the inside from crying and on the outside all irritated and itchy from looking at this screen...
my skin erupts and oozes flinching in agitation and disgust from what surrenders to me...


I am being sucked vigorously into the deep hole that succumbs most of life living on this planet...
I repeat words in monotones over and over; yes a broken record we repeat to ourselves constantly....
I wake out of my slumber with a gut wrenching sensation of wishing I could close my eyes to the melody of my dreams...

WHAT DO I DO?
TELL ME AGAIN WITHOUT HAVING ME BEG