Step Outside the Box

Life unscripted
future unknown
may I take a step into silent depiction
trying to strive
for my dreams to stay alive.
Dreams are my reality
because that is when my destiny
becomes a silent sanity.
Words unspoken within these four walls,
only to hear my own echo,
time seems stalled.
It is surreal and ironic,
present becomes misses
without history to convey the purpose of those words!
"Unrealisitc."
How could situations of stumbled mishaps become the webbing of my fate,
from my description of happiness I wouldn't dare to escape.
Sense of emptiness
without ever a real touch,
feeling of fullfillment,
consumed by a voice.
with distance attached.