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.