You're Supposed to Shine

Late at night while I'm awake, left alone with my evil mind splatter, laced tight and wired for pain.

Honestly, I often wonder why, do I deserve this torture. Still, I ante up, I'm consumed with questions over answers, but every single day I still try.

My soul glows beautiful at night and soft as silk to hold. I imagine that awesome vibes help assist the free fall to float and dance in a spiraling way. Gliding through my 5 feet of existence, that soul of mine leaves glitter dust everywhere.

My pitiful shine I miss so much, I have tried to protect inside to repair the dimming from blows to my heart. I feel exhausted from the inside out while the rest of the world moves in slow motion.

I hurt from pain that has not even begun yet and there are no preparations for help to make. It isn't a guess, it's cause and effect, just another shot attempting to murder my soul.

Free from ever nearing perfect, my flaws I strive to erase still in the battle to replenish the scraps left from giving away who I thought I could be. Here I am just a beautiful disaster I'm proud to be during the journey to wherever is meant for me.