3am

if a picture could paint my life complete
what would it be
a beautiful sunset of a coastal scene
a lush landscape with waterfall and trees pterodactyls flying
city life with moon lit drives
rolling hills and riverine streams
if i could dream it why can't i see it
the paints of every day are the same
same palette new brush
make my mind and heart rush
overtime and over sight
the canvas rots with Death's delight
an island adrift will end up somehwere
and pain eventually, become a balm itself
thoughts abound in Slumber's shift
the solutions meant only for the Morning shit.
i ask the stars above my bed
but all they got burnt out instead.
coasting and cruising is all i've ever done
will my life be ever more fun