do you ever fiend for the kryptonite that ebbs through your veins, screaming so loud from within that it deaftens before it even gets out. do you ever dream a dream over and over again and find hope in that dream, only to find that reality doesn't support the image that projects within. do you ever loose sight of today in tomorrow. do you ever. do you ever wish that the choatic screams would shatter the images you hold to only to create a beautiful tapestry that oustands the soul and defies you. do ever believe. in a hummingbirds flap my soul experiences this to a magnitude that words won't describe and sounds will never imitate. branches from his kingdom creep in and take root within my soul spreading a hope that holds the broken pieces together and grasp for that glimmer of respite only to waken again at a moments sleep to thoughts i don't understand, to world that i created, to a pain that is real, and a hope that wains. much of it my own creation, created from scars that are ever so evident i come to his feet asking that he break it all down and mend my wounds and it hurts. the rebreaking of what was already broken and i cling to his hope, assured that this time the rebuilding will be done sufficiently. i press on in hope and enjoy today in all its agony.