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I find myself again and again.
How is it that I keep getting lost?

poet

I was meant to wander
to drip lazy through the days
melt across the roadway
and seep into forever
one drop at a time

I was meant to linger
to slip quietly through the nights
drift above the rooftops
and evaporate into dawn
one atom at a time

I was meant to ponder

to sink madly into oblivion

drink in the galaxies

and swallow the universe

one star at a time

I was meant to wonder

to gaze longingly into devastation

embrace the ache

and absorb all of eternity

one breath at a time

converse

I am wondering aloud to the empty house. It does not answer me back. I sense it resents the intrusion and punishes me with silence.
Oh well such is Tuesday.

coward

Because I am a coward because I frighten easily occasionally I lose my way

ascent

I've reached a point, a boiling point if you will, because this is my time to come undone or not, please not if I can help it, let me rise to the occasion help me rise above the degradation, I simply cannot fall or be sucked down into the mire that perpetuates the hate.

I've proven genius in the face of ignorance and power in the place of weakness and courage ah the courage but not without the fear, the fear that the something that one thing that keeps coming back to haunt me won't stop until I stand up until I rise up until I wise up until I just keep going.

I.will.not.break.