Hidden Within

I'm not always sure I want to continue on awaiting another painful dawn alarm clocks blaring to start a tedious day what can I say it doesn't sound fun would it be easier if I was done? I have many friends behind the screen but none in person to hear me scream only the dust to see my tears encased and trapped in all my fears. I sprawl my words onto the page, desperate to unlock this iron cage I know she is deep inside she comes and goes like the flowing of the tide. Her strong and beaming rays, while I live- no survive day to day my doubts are saying it was just a phase but somewhere I know she will regain her glow she will stop caring what they think push those fears to the brink stand strong with my head held high soul ready and free to fly, but there is no wind to glide on, air think like the panic in my chest all I can do is dream at best waiting for that day the wind comes and takes my hidden wings to flight waiting for the day that I can stand on my own and fight for the day where it's my time to sore. whenever that day is.