(no subject)
minutes of days go by, with this creation of a beast i cannot help but inquire as to the liability, the risks, and what the potential foreseeable consequences of actions may be. I have had a life since I first wrote in these pages. I can type at a lot of words per minute, I do nothing crazy and I am studying for the hardest undertaking of my life. I read my thoughts and can't help by chuckle in a kind of deep remorse - first world problems.
I do not have the ability to be a poet any longer. I write rule statements, I reason. But I can't help but give it a shot. I miss this.
the colorful faded pattern (of humanity) surrounds me
the person in the chair across from me
all ears, knowing but not fully understanding
Blissful ignorance.
Who needs a drink? THIS girl! This girl needs a break, this girl needs to find out where her heart is, and what she wants from life, this girl needs a shot of the elixir that will designate her path...
in the meantime i smile and calmly read aloud
in anguish they stare in unfazed distrust
all lips, once poised to speak up
Savvily extinguished
I do not have the ability to be a poet any longer. I write rule statements, I reason. But I can't help but give it a shot. I miss this.
the colorful faded pattern (of humanity) surrounds me
the person in the chair across from me
all ears, knowing but not fully understanding
Blissful ignorance.
Who needs a drink? THIS girl! This girl needs a break, this girl needs to find out where her heart is, and what she wants from life, this girl needs a shot of the elixir that will designate her path...
in the meantime i smile and calmly read aloud
in anguish they stare in unfazed distrust
all lips, once poised to speak up
Savvily extinguished