I am
Anonymity defined.
A paradox entwined
In the elusiveness of rhyme.
I should have played
The role of time
And not the clock.
I should have been
Not the committer
But the reason for the crime
To stop.
I should have
Cast the sunlight,
Not the dark
To create the shadow
Spun right from my heart.
I am sinking...
I am sinking...
Into loopy thinking.
Writing like my
Old self
Again.
There's a tingle
In my fingers
But I think I'll leave it all
Unsaid..
Sometimes the song sounds better
In your head
Than heard aloud.
Ain't that a bitch?