Leaving room for
interpretation, searching for my
inspiration, I turn to you. Left blind in a dark room, serves no purpose when
you already can’t see what is turning into the next issue. What lies before you.
My muse. Amusing to say the least, dark shadows haunt me in this wicked game of
love and lust, torn, split in half finding an answer is a must. Down to the
wire, red or blue which one to cut, slit open through and through to the rust
of the rut. Only one way to go, which is up. Away from prying eyes, looking to just get a touch, doesn’t require
qualifications of a PHD, when you know there isn’t much, to obtain, all playing
opposite games to see who can claim fame in your heart of hearts. Almost a game
of luck, which one is shooting their best shot, trying to hit a bull’s-eye in
this league of darts. Stuck in a state of free-fall a never-ending battle,
opting out to choose between right and wrong, got my feet planted firmly ready
to grab the saddle, at eye’s measure the impossible doesn’t seem unattainable, but relatable to nothing that makes sense.
Does that make sense, add it all together is it only worth 2 cents?August 13, 2013
Inspiration
Leaving room for
interpretation, searching for my
inspiration, I turn to you. Left blind in a dark room, serves no purpose when
you already can’t see what is turning into the next issue. What lies before you.
My muse. Amusing to say the least, dark shadows haunt me in this wicked game of
love and lust, torn, split in half finding an answer is a must. Down to the
wire, red or blue which one to cut, slit open through and through to the rust
of the rut. Only one way to go, which is up. Away from prying eyes, looking to just get a touch, doesn’t require
qualifications of a PHD, when you know there isn’t much, to obtain, all playing
opposite games to see who can claim fame in your heart of hearts. Almost a game
of luck, which one is shooting their best shot, trying to hit a bull’s-eye in
this league of darts. Stuck in a state of free-fall a never-ending battle,
opting out to choose between right and wrong, got my feet planted firmly ready
to grab the saddle, at eye’s measure the impossible doesn’t seem unattainable, but relatable to nothing that makes sense.
Does that make sense, add it all together is it only worth 2 cents?
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Yo as always you brought it! Very clear and concise. Sounds like someone has a lot on their mind. I like the down to the wire line, but this whole piece is great! No bs-ing and straight to the point. I'm a big fan of yours. Keep that hotness coming!!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you DP!!! I appreciate it, as I a fan of your work!!! #Writersupportwriters
DeleteYou Already Know SP!!!
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