darkraze11b

Here to entertain there is nothing more strange then the passion of an other

I crane my neck to retain the view of another's creative talent

Am I so close minded?

Limited in judgment and creativity when will I unchain serendipity When will I become that which is what I behold in my mind to see

I will retain what I need and increase the strengths of my person. So I aspire to achieve

Such aspirations are arrogant say some but most under achieve so who are they to believe in anyway?

I am just an animal with the ability to retain and communicate

Askew the picture I view and so strange to behold

Life's realities perplex more then clarify

I am fighting to get above the struggle

But it seems an unknown force has devised a way to keep the struggle never ending

So I may never raise my head from my task and look up at what there is to see around me

And depression as a rising tide drowns me

Maybe just maybe I think to myself if I swallow it all I may overcome it

But the tide is replaced by my tears and it is I who have become overcome

By exhaustion and the thoughts of others the will of one is pounded by the many

A struggle that I will never stop to keep my mind open and come out above others in all ways and give in to none