Waiting for Inspiration

 

Waiting for inspiration
Sometimes it comes, sometimes it doesn’t
This is a good time to be patient
The time I spent with you was not

I followed rules to the letter 
And I’ve changed
Not for the better
Bashing my skull to the roots
Crushing bones under my boots
Sleeping until I couldn’t wake
Through hurricanes and earthquakes
Risking all for safety’s sake
Giving till I couldn’t take
Medicating to stay sick
Playing with boredom for kicks
Carrying sunshine through the storm
Killing myself to be born

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