The fog rises
Reality slaps me in the face
It makes me feel empty
and lonely inside .
I cant stand myself for
crying over this
but self discipline is harder
than it sounds.
Bitter tears fall onto
the kitchen table
in a house where I'm
all alone.
I look out the window and
want to forget this world
and fly into the next.
A world of carefree happiness
some may call heaven if you believe.
Which i do.
But i don't want to die.
I guess i just have to accept
that in reality you can't always
get what you want and so you
should never cry over that.
So i will shake off the slap
and put on a positive perspective.
One smile,one laugh per day
is good enough for me.
Because some people don't
even get that.