Monetary and Morning glory

Monetary of the Morning Glory -

Here I am .. Dependent .. Feeding of of the good graces brought to me from others .. As I hide under these covers .. It’s all so draining .. All everyone hears is me complaining .. I’m just seeking monetary for morning glories ..

Hope is one thing I can’t hold onto ..

I want to be part of this obtaining .. Yet here it is .. No one is gaining from my limits .. Niches I seek .. I’m so weak .. Wanting to fall somewhere I can be seen as complete..

Hope is one thing I can’t hold onto ..

Looks so easy .. For you .. It’s not the same for me .. I’m always in my own way .. I try to collect myself everyday .. Gathering up strength for it to fade away .. I can only seek monetary for morning glories ..

Hope is one thing that I can’t hold onto ..

No escaping.. So it continues.. I’m hurting everyone around me .. That anguish you can’t unsee .. I can’t blame this depression or anxiety .. It’s all on me ..

Hope is one thing that I can’t hold onto..

It’s all dollars .. No sense .. My art needs to pay rent .. So I can continue to vent .. Exchange tears for time .. We are all here just waiting to die

Hope is one thing that I can’t hold onto..

Reflecting on life .. My examples were poor .. Now so am I .. It all became regret .. All I can see now is the burden I’ve become .. Nothing is everything I do ..

No Monetary —

No Morning Glories will ever bloom .. What’s hope going to do now ..

Poetry by cycle of scars

Artwork by artist unknown