Bright Colored Glass

Bright colored glass where light shines through. You wake up cold as if sentenced to a world of fire. Sending people away and being left alone in the dark, you find the true villain in your story, yourself the Zarc.

Sleeping on time as it went by, surviving through life as fomo says hi. You slowly make strides with hopes for the future, just to self sabotage and prove you are not worth your time. You see the mountains of grief and despair that lays dormant inside, from all the dark that you went through, just to survive. PTSD with survival of the fittest, you fought through so much that now you feel not worth it. You feel you have no control of life or even yourself, even when you find value and strength, to keep moving upward. Still have hope and peace of mind to make it through, lost in space, crying for help or two.

The mind just wonders with no hope for escape. Finding it hard to know what is happiness in my own space. Small moments of good vibes, positivity and kindness, that surely follows up with, am I alright? Am I fine?

Money isn’t everything is what folks likes to say, but how do you eat, how do you play? You don’t meet new people on a whim or by chance. Unless you’re making money or with others where the probability is high in fact. At a bar or a public scene, is where the folks go to meet, buying a drink or seeing another leaves money something that’s bleak and unbothered.

Inner fight for survival leaves you tired and forgetful. Unable to find what’s true or meaningful. Living in nightmares and a path of sadness, money creates opportunities with paths to greatness. Inner struggles with no pride or discipline, lifting weights and energy drain weakness.

These bright colored glass the shines so bright. filled with beauty, filled with light. The soul of a heart is forever unique. Bottled with strength, and always lively. Waking up to early of time. Trying to find the area of self so there is no climb. Find some options to do the morning thing, but soon after, still feel tired and want to dream. Motivating factors keeps distractions fair, but still like clock work, all you want to do is fall in despair. A month slowly comes to a close and you check in with what have you done so far and what needs work. You see some of the same and all you want to do is flip and struck. Want to swallow in sadness because it's too comfortable. Too easy to sleep, too easy to fall.

Fighting for your truth and your livelihood. You find how unique you are but you question is it enough. You come across something that is similar that isn't yours. You chime in to check the tone and if there's something more. A last in defense and proof that they are better. Slowly feeling discouraged as if time not only been wasted but taken as well. You stay awhile to check out what seems to be the competition. Feeling unworthy once again.

After going through the hardships of defeating that villain from before. Like an animated tv show where the villain comes back with a vengeance, We are here to go against what has been. A quick reminder of who you are and where are you now. The past is not the present and it doesn't dictate your future. Time can stand still and a loop can repeat its cycle, but we are we and only I can solve my issue. I shall break through and shatter these bright colored glass because it only shows the beauty and similarities but not the difficulties. The thing that makes it unique. Until you break through to finally see the glass is fragile just like me and you.