One day I will write beautiful prose full of positive thought.
One day I will become, what I desire.
The lyrics will flow and they will beat like the heartbeat of a new born child.
Innocent, full of promise and purity.
I want to be positive.
I want the good stuff.
I want to shake off the ciders of my life and behold a beautiful princess.
But I can only create, when the darkness shifts.
And the mood deepens.
And the tears fall.
While the screams are silent.