Overindulgence

Neck deep in bucket
Of sadness,
Drenched in gallon of tears,
I rush to stroke the mountains
Of hope,
And fall into a swamp
Of darkness.

I stand and stumble into
Hurdles of ordinary beings,
Stuffing a cake of regrets
With a wine of guilt,
I muster to collect chunks
Of fallen dreams.

Clutching the flowers
Of aspirations in
Swollen hands,
Fearing the destiny,
I stab my flesh
With a dagger of reality.

Hallucinating an oasis
Of fairy tales,
Bruised but alive,
I close my eyes
And realise
Love is the only way
And you are my paradise...