A War With No End.

every day i dream
about the places i could be
where happiness resides

every day i dream
about what it would be like
if things weren't so unclear

i want to see color
i want to see emotion
i want to see vibrance

open my eyes
tell me it's okay to see
just tell me it's okay
just tell me it's alright

caught between two wars too many
my glass heart aches, i am paralyzed
if you could just tell me that it's okay
if you could just tell me that it's alright

i feel like jesus christ
carrying every soul's sin
throughout the darkness in life
trying to find the holy light

if i lead the way, will you follow me?
i will bring you to the light
i will bring you to your happiness
but what am i supposed to do?

will last night ring in your ears?
too many eyes are staring at me
too many souls whispering to me
what am i supposed to do?

i would follow my heart
but i'm not sure where it is these days
i don't know these paths so well
my memory is lost

it's okay, it's alright
everything is just fine
memory is just another burden anyways

everything will be fine
with this bottle of burbon
and a colorful cocktail of pills
i will teach myself to forget

is it something wrong
if this is what i want?
this is my time to fuck shit up

these are my troubles
these are my battles
these are my wars

this is something i have to do
i have to do on my own
please don't try to help me
no need for licking these wounds

i am a soldier
i speak of beautiful hate
and one day my soul will be saved


Not one of my better poems but whatever. I fail at writing so it doesn't really matter.
I'm a very visually expressive person.
That's why I doodle instead of using words.