The Reality Is
Like your favorite bourbon poured into an empty glass reality comes to, whispers softly. Today is no better than yesterday
There was more possibility than hope, meaning today has
revealed yesterday's unknown thoughts
boulders still weigh heavily on my shoulders.
We approach with some optimism,
Maybe tomorrow and tomorrow never comes.
It's January now. Wasn't the restart button suppose
to give us new chances, or lease on life if you will?
Challenges we like. More than being handed things, this provides
character for life's long haul. Some day we'll be forced to face our demons,
the lights won't go out in our minds and instead of sweet dreams
we must survive the nightmares
as we fall off cliffs and wrestle to shut off our minds.