Just a lost lonely boy
who realized how stubborn
he has been
and had to let go
of what he will always love
despite his willingness
to fight for it
because he can no longer
let it follow over him
like a black rain cloud
hiding the sunshine
that once was

I always followed
whats in my heart
not my wallet

Just another
Self loathing
Self destructive
Self proclaimed poet
Who has grown stagnant
In his own numbness
and lost the words
to vent
his pains and frustrations

Its time to brush the dust off
from the past that we both built
It never had a future
and our present fate is sealed
Too many empty seconds
Too many hollow hours
Watering a seedling
which was never meant to flower
Too many months of madness
Too many yearning years
Too few smiles shared
Too many lonesome tears

Have your fun
do your worst
I still run
despite the hurt

Cant adhere
pick the prongs
shear the gear
thats strung along

Beyond mentioned
misconceptions
fuel which I have ran upon
helps me to keep going strong

There are times
I just want to escape the grid
the credit cards
the credit scores
the bills and percentage rates
the charge and taxation
on necessary human commodities
The consumerism
The slaving landscape
The lemming mentality
the ever shadowing electronic
device in my pocket
the focus on obtaining such
Where ignorance
becomes acceptable
to the future of our existence
Where currency
is the the ultimate shackle
that makes us
only clamor for more
the unavoidable contact
with detrimental chemicals
and all the people
who dreamily roll around in it
Sometimes
I just want to buy a cabin
in upper Michigan
too far, useless and meaningless
for any political
or corporate conglomerate to want

but how the hell would I get the internet?

Sometimes the title
makes a ten word
that much easier