From Life to Thanks

They say the Sun is too bright today. I dont know what to comprehend they said. It burns like poison, white like high reasons. Reminds me there is family at home. Live with it or without it I just can not choose. Got home for a meal. Just to be with myself, mind as well be myself. Infront of fan laying on bed. Thinking what are the chances i have, To make her smile. I dont feel like playing. The cards and pieces were there to condemn life. Maybe the slot machine knows where she may be. All i imagine is people enjoy the night, yet treasure those dim lights and reflections. And the sound of key board and my pen, makes me feel how I am thankful for my words.