Wandering minds in grips abstract
Reality can even drive them back
Lifted up in daydreams
Ignorance eludes life’s happiness
Oblivious of the present tense
Dreaming of confidence,
Consciousness, togetherness
Traits so real that you possess
Focus on the brighter day
Else your life you waste away
Allowing yourself to delay
This wounded soul any…. Longer
Release this pain I pray
So you don’t go astray
Would be your only gripe
To continue with this vice
Of truly feeling the scrapes
That life puts in your face
Wow. you are such an amazing writer. Now im sad that i didnt read anything by you and sooner than now