Spoken_Fool

I’m living in a bubble unaware of the world around me 

I can’t even hear the music in the wind anymore

I can’t see the shift and bend of human interaction 

not even the intoxicating aroma of love can please my mind 

heck i don’t even think there is a speck of inspiration left in me

All I seem to be able to do is admire other people's work 

Hearing their passion gives me goosebumps

And I think to myself whether or not I do the same  

I probably don't but in the end it's okay 

I'm still an amateur listening to the Dormroom EP by Suli Breaks

laying down in total darkness 

feeling like a carcass 

because my world no longer caries a scramble of words 

Jumping at me with enthusiasm 

Waiting to be read, to be heard 

Its blank and void of thought 

Of compassion of anything resembling an emotion 

I sought for the expansion of my perspective 

And now i find myself a captive of my own insanity 

Bending me backwards and forward 

Twisting up what ever piece of dignity I had left 

Maybe 

Just maybe this is for the better 

To put an end to this sick twisted ploy 

Designed by the villain known as reality 

Maybe I should just stop

Maybe then the laughter will die 

And the world will become silent once again 

So I can go on living in peace 

Living as a captive of my own emotions 

Not ever knowing whether or not the feelings I have are true 

Not ever knowing if anything that I have written is true 

I think I might as well as quit 

If I'm living with so much doubt in my abilities 

It maybe silly to others but for me 

Giving up just makes sense 

How could I stop 

I'm in love with everything related to writing 

The ticking of a typewriter plays like a beautiful symphony 

That wakes me up every morning and puts me to sleep 

The mixing of blood and ink has never ceased to amaze me 

even now 

as i read this to you 

everything seems to disappear 

the worry, the depression, even the fear 

no longer resides within me

these entities, these toxins have found an escape  

I can honestly say that giving up is just a nightmare 

And I don’t ever seeing it becoming anything more