Spirals
goals completed in the sun so they disappear Int the moon and I still dream but the dreams are hard to recall now and the passion less intense and I wonder do I still believe in them that they exist the gold and angels as I struggle below these glories I spiral down after i miss with a heart that jumps up to save me When I think of the next thing that is important to me that I care too much about maybe the dreams have turned on me And I cannot see my way back into belief that heaven is not too far away stretching spiraling Finally casting light on land as the sky screams a color I’ve not yet seen