Sunlight Of Thorns Poem by gregory collins

The sunrise went to a shrink,
said sacrificing nature is bound to take its toll.
Yet life is your best friend,
and you must throw a rock thicker than others.
Because i smash my mind just burning out,
and now i must choose between a Bible or a gun.
As tomorrow i can forget, but today;
Maybe it is starting over again,
and i do not know who knows why.
But in the end i think i will learn
that i danced on my grave my whole life.
I drowned eating roses because
Americans have a disease only money can cure,
and i am weak when i am a dreamer
and strong where there is no problem:
When i do not think i like being locked inside
anyone's last words.