When will the stars align
Or will it be too late
Has my destiny already been written
I ponder
It has to be soon
I hope
Every day I write till my heart gives out
Hands start to feel callous and full of sorrow
My head feels heavy to the point of oxygen fading
I’m drowning clinging to hope
The past is an anchor attached to my heart
Weighing me down
Hazel eyes with a hint of pedigree
Begin to stare out my barren window
My reflection comes off shallow
I ponder what is it all for
I shiver
I go cold from the fear of failing
Am I letting myself down or those closest
I’ve gotten this far
Why quit now
Darkness ensues
Till a beacon and guidance of an old friend
Begins to wash away
The shadows lingering in my mind
I feel reborn
Driven with a sense of purpose
I take to the quill
Etching my legacy
Then the dream fades
The adolescent milky blue wallpaper
Surrounds me like a prison cell
My passion goes dormant
Lying in slumber for the moment I envision
I bellow out
One day things will be right
Maybe on a starry night

Brendan Rooney
Brendan Rooney has always been full of creativity and enthusiasm toward the world of widespread media. He is also a passionate comic book fan along with a die-hard sports pedigree. Brendan has written various articles covering all topics and dreams of forging a long-lasting legacy by bringing respect to the Rooney name as either a teacher, journalist, or whatever else the future holds. His work has been featured on Google, Quoted by Marvel Games, Reshared by Movie Trades, Broken exclusives, Spoke and presented at syndicated academic conferences as well.