Evaporation of My Existence

Poetic thunder with a chance of rain As dark as I may seem There is still room for light Night will sometimes overtake my soul but this heart will rise These words a mixed up collage of hidden meanings Dreaming to succeed Pleading to believe At a lost in between now and then A floating bubble ready to burst Blown here then there Avoiding those points of life that should guide me true Running with the breeze Looking down on myself No reflective smile shows No journey taken No destination seen Stuck to a wand till I let go of this regret Tears dripping down Keeps me on course To the evaporation of my existence.