Fine

Nightmares turn to dreams awakening me with screams nothing is as it seems but I'll be fine I've been bruised and broken with many words left unspoken oceanic regrets I've been soaked in but I'll be fine Imprisoned in webs of misfortune dividing my soul up into portions threatened by levels of extortion but I'll be fine Hellos become goodbyes laughs turn into cries and I've come to realize that I'm far from fine By Glenn McCrary © 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)