#WritcoPoemChallenge

The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way

As you struggle to live but strive to fade away
Looking at your own grave it seems rather shallow
Knowing not what might become of day
You prolomge your journey medicated
As broken as you are,you put up a facade contemplated

This will pass,they say...
Like a broken record "I'm okay...No its fine" conceal your ordeal
While all you yearn for is to feel

While the door to tomorrow ,
Opens in the shadows of today,
Let me not lead you astray,
I have come to accept being deaths reject
Not knowing how to move on but mastering how to reflect

At the days gone and the moments missed
While a gun to my head might be my only chance at bliss
To wonderland I go...
Where sanity is nothing more than a nickel on the floor
I chose to dare death because life crippled me to the core.

SMIK.