Reach

Reach... reach further... Not enough... It will never be enough.

But do it anyways. Don't shrink back into yourself, with your secret world full of impossible colors and dreams that never were. Reach...

Never mind the bollocks. Never mind the society who said YOU CAN'T a thousand, a million times.

To reach is the ultimate middle finger to complacency, to tell your self-appointed demons to piss off, at least for a time.

Reach, though you will never grasp that brass ring of ultimate expression. Reach anyways...

For without it, you die every moment, a million times you die before your heart finally gives out from being broken again and again.

Even if you can't see what is there, reach... The fog will lift one day, for the briefest moment, and you will see what you were reaching for.