so, i don't really want to do this, this
writing. it wears on me, it's like a huge burden on my back that i must carry
i want releasal! i want to
find the peace i was always looking for, to
stop journeying onward, slow the frantic pace
and just feel life for a while, yeah? get these done, get
my life out of the way, because i want to rest.
i want to finish. i want to be finished.
and most of all,
i want to be perfect.
wow. i'm a whiny turd aren't i?
it looks like it's still all about me, getting it all done on my schedule.
hey, i say, this is MY world. this is ME town. ME!
wow. what a cackling buffoon. all right.
i think i'll go back to work now.
notes from a not-for-profit life. reader notes for poems: bold represents emotional thought, boldness; italics represent narrator-thought or God-thought.
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