From Despondency to Dreams
When the lense cannot focus
And your shoulders cannot hold up the universe
When your mind cannot control
Your mouth to speak your troubles
When there are no ears to listen
And you are forced to survive in isolation,
Will your scarred hands to pick up a pen
Will your brain to translate
Your emotions into
Thoughts and your thoughts into
Words
Flowing cleverly
To tell your history
To share your worries
And write your fears away
Write your fears away
And when your fears have been forced aside
Replace the despondency
With dreams
Dreams you've had longings for ever since that night
When the stars shone in your eyes and you
Reflected their light.
I am itching to see what will become of your words one day.
Soon.