Musings

I've been so busy today.
It's rather ridiculous.
Just work work work.
Just nag nag nag.
Do I really have any right to complain?

Of course not.

I'm trying to make music.
Music to break your heart.
Music to give you courage.
Music to make you dance.
I just can't get it right.

But I have to.

I'm trying to write poetry.
Make a picture with words.
Describing this feeling.
Holding back for some reason.
What is my inspiration?

I hope it's not you.

I'm trying to make this mind of mine
a mind worth living in.
I'm trying to make the air around me
enjoy the moment when it's taken in.
But it's not working.

And why should it?

I'm trying to remember how to breathe
even while I'm talking nonstop.
Meaningless chatter.
If I don't stop for breath
will I stop breathing entirely?

Of course not.

I'll breathe again.
I'll talk once more.
I'll keep trying
even if it's useless.
I'm not strong enough to stop breathing.

I'm not strong enough to resist you.