You'll be just Fine

Somedays,

when I wake

I feel my soul

fettered with an infernos weight...

Possibly dreams of the twilight

but mostly reality of the daylight.

The product of forgetting

of forgetting what my cells,

of what my soul really means.

Neglecting my blood

and living an illusory ideal

framed by pseudo-eventing

day-dreaming.

So back to reading

writing

and dining about

without preconceived ideals

and

You’ll be just fine.