Not dead, but static
Not alive, despite my beating heart
Going nowhere
Linger near the start
No desire to go on
Fucking waste
What’s the point in keeping up?
Monthly Archives: October 2022
Another day to dust
Settling on the past
Tome on the shelf, pushed to the back
Forgotten passages
Pathways of the mind
Undisturbed
The antiquarian archive
Refocus
Bring aspirations into view
Shut out the world
Spend a little time on you
Pay no mind to the madness
Life has to go on
It doesn’t have to be so tragic
Good will, passing it on
No lofty expectations
Just because
A just cause in itself
Reaching out my arm
Hand open
Knowing grasp
No need to ask or tell
Continuation
Redefining it
Making changes to the plan
The unknown
The well worn path
Letting the last walls crumble
Defenseless in the rubble
Another battle lost
Build it all up again
Stone by stone with weathered hands
Letting go
Taking another loss in stride
Expectations low
Another day in the life
Chaotic world
Cherish moments of silence
Lion’s share, taken by the din
Another Journey Around The Sun
Days into decades
Age catching me up
Thirty years
Already experienced enough
Enough love, enough adventure
I’ve lived so many lives
I’ve been the hero, the villain, the passerby
I’d like to think I’ve still some role to play
Mind still sharp, though my body starts to fade
Rise from silent slumber
Another dreamless night
Void of consciousness
Restless waste of time
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