The crisis

a pain i lived with all along

Living day to day is a struggle, i never thaught id come this far.

I never thaught it could be nearly this hard to grasp my dreams. I never needed my father, he is just another lost memory. All i have is pen and pad, with the blessings God has given me. Talent grows from ambition. To be good at what you do is nothing, to be great at what you do means everything.

 

I reached for the stars and fell into the clouds. I awoke crying, angered holding this drug to my lips. Did not realize I was not alone, til the demon grabed me by the throat. I gasped for air before the foom got dim. The light began to fade, the walls began to close in as the air got thinner. Now floating in a pool of death, i swam twards shore to only sink into the sands i once longed for.

Author's Note

this is who i am and how i feel, bring your opinions good or bad. it will only make me better.

Reviews

[Cassie Fraga]

"I reached for the stars and fell into the clouds." speaks so loud!! **tips my lyrical wand to you** I have to say I think this is the best piece I have read from you... full of image and conviction... the rawness of this write is what stand out to me!! I can digg it... thank you for sharing!!

[CatOfOrion]

Ah see, this was a nice portrayal. Despite abstract images I could relate-feel-understand. the journey is demonstrated well.(:

[Maroon Surreal]

Beautiful. There's a lot of image in my head when I read this. Very nice. Dramatic but lovely. Very well done :)