Becoming

gape a hole in yourself
as wide as the confines of this state
your rough around the edges
but you can see this light at the end of
the tunnel
reflected off the four walled boundries
of your room these continuous ideas
of being something bigger than yourself
the stars in the sky point to someone else
directly over your head
it's so completely far out of reach though
your walking in reverse back down that tunnel
to escape everything of which you've known
forever
the impossible is sometimes always the impossible
a quick glance around your brain
the memories resurface and the child, teenager,
and soon adult you'll become explodes like fireworks inside
this could be your one chance to make things
work and make yourself open up, indulge yourself,
strengthen yourself, and live to your potential
but potential is quiet for tonight as you slip beneath
a comforter you've had since you were a kid
let one more day pass by for comfort, everything is
settled in the future.