Sunday, January 11, 2009

Where to look for inspiration,
When devoured by speculation?
Can't find my motivation when overwhelmed by frustration.

To draw upon an empty fountain,
To find words to move a mountain,

Can't look above must move forward,
Can't help but feel cornered.
Because I refuse to reliquinish my right
To not do, what I'm ordered.

A lone wolf, brash and reclused, but not obtuse
I spill truths,
Around the neck of lies,
Lies my noose.

Waves of an ocean,
Swarm within me,
Wheels in motion.
Unhinge your preconceived notions n leave your dreams broken,

A life of falsities.
Day to day,
Nothing but alter-eges.
Just a cult of sheep,
Sometimes I wish life
Had a Control Alt Delete.

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