I won’t write again
I hate trying to string words together
And phrases
What do they become?
A man’s hopeless attempt to understand his world
To master his world
To master his obsessions
To conquer his whims and indulgences
And when everything has been decided
He goes back to the same position
And screams at his mind for letting go of resolve
Who are I?
Who am I?
A reckless fiend
A wanderer on this wretched world
No comments:
Post a Comment