The Suns Rays

The suns rays have gotten dimmer another night to let some more thoughts simmer, looking up to the moon and stars realizing how life has lost its glimmer surreal thoughts of squeezing the trigger, can't find the perfect angle held by the strangle as I watch happiness dangle in front of many faces to be to soon misplaced like it had a bad taste, hidden away I pray to see it soon maybe the next blue moon unrealistic dream to some it may seem yet I crave it like a fiend, self reliant so I'm Hell of defiant to the many cuz I got enough support from plenty already enough to keep me somewhat steady upon this shaky place where everyone wants to claim first place in the American rat race no thoughts of coming in last, but I'm taking my time an smelling the roses along the way, enjoying the sights learning from the flights I can see the finish line up ahead face glowing red blistered feet I can see the man get up from his seat he greets me an says well done how was it?was it fun?