I gotta warn you now my friend
My Follow through is awful
I make these plans and have ideas
That will never reach a model
Aspirations and big dreams
Craving the fruits of my labor
But time ticks on and ideas they be gone
As I scatterbrained my way through the day.
I’m loosing sleep
I’m in too deep
My thoughts and ideas they consume me
My sleep and my wake when I eat sleep and bake
But my memories still eating up all inside me
I have to do something
I have to I must
But what could that all really be
Will I fail or succeed
Which ones worse to me
My guess is the problem I can’t tell.
Be helpful and famous
Or fade to the black list
My soul exposed for the world
I choke on my words and scream till it burns
As my words are just muffled by pain.
My silence means nothing
My tongue bit in two
But I must be courageous
For them me and you.


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