This is not a dream

Insert gaps
Fill those gaps with the good things that 
never occurred. 


Retraining your mind is the only way out of this. 


Those cracks in the sidewalk you've avoided your whole life
need to be filled in. 

Let it break your mother's back. Let it break your own. 


You are but a single penny glued to the ground fooling a poor mans loneliness.


What does that offer besides regret. 

You see soldiers marching on
Their lives at a distance
but guns intertwined. 






Insert gaps
Fill them with the good things that you 
wish occurred. 




This is not a dream.