ALIEN TOO DISAPPOINTMENT...

LIMITLESS

Circling like Vultures looking too pick at a Dream…

Funny,

As I look down past them fastened tight in the seat of adventure,

Chasing a Dream with the intention to publish its apprehension.

Realizing the reality when I mention in mind reflecting on the Man I left behind;

Forced to grow, Up, beyond sight walking opened eye’d wide open scooping this new elevation…

Existing beyond Mondanish habits, every day rituals eclipsing far sight.

No longer feeling the guilt which littered remenissing moments reflected.

The Dream has molded this frame filling reality with many points of veiwing each day as a Success-

No longer disappointed in a missed opportunity, learning to grasp it tight, no matter how hard the fight;

Failure is an Alien to me when it’s only lessons I see…