Stream of consciousness
Agony and pain
Straddle me with shame
I cannot keep the blade
Of Damocles away
I flap my wings to the sky
I slam and hit the cage
As I realise
I’m imagining the day
The dark is stark as the night
I’m panicking afraid
This can’t be my life
I’d try hard to fight
But all I’ll rattle is the cage
And my shackles at the reigns
I’m adamant and sure
That I cannot be enslaved
But without a catapult I have no catalyst for change
Lack of happening is maddening
I’m gathering up rage
Until the dam is full of rain
Sharks are tearing up the roots
From ideas planted in my brain
I’m trying to find my balance
There’s no calmness in the waves
The shores coming in
My heart gets washed away
Do I grip it or let it go on it’s quest
I let it sink so I could sit on the boat to success.
Posted Oct 27, 2022, 12:19 AM UTC · edited