Sun rises,
shines before my eyes.
Widens it
but nothing lives insides
Another day,
another fight.
Another battle inside.

Morning heat beats it breeze,
Brunch welcomes rice paired with rice,
It fills up vessels that bleeds as time flies
and so,
thoughts goes by
Crouded it may sound,
but silence dolled up

Then here's the frying warmth
that rings the bell and burned a cell
A perfect afternoon iced,
sugar froth coffee,
and
cocoa topped truffles,
it rumbles,
made exists of:

Writing without words,
Drawing without lines
that fills up the hunger,
and cravings of the mind

Routines fed up the night,
Dreams overcome fears
Imaginations dried up the tears.