Driven
Welcome to my world
born of pain and misunderstanding
living with this head in the clouds
bound for another crash landing
Converging point
rushing senses exploding
open those eyes
empty words for the wise
Drinking watered down tea
just to have something within me
down to 2 meals a day
it's the only way
Working up a sweat
ending another bad habit
trying never to forget
trapped in this foreign body
Sometimes I gaze into a mirror
amazed that I'm actually still around
a personality that has grown darker
a psychological shell is its own hell
Ever been driven
by a muse that only takes?
never once actually given credit
for her intensity and heartaches?
Friends grown up and drifted away
now have offspring of their own
never to be what I once was to them
not bitter, waking each day alone
mathiasthom
written 6/24/11
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