They want me to feel, to scream, and to let go.
What exactly am I holding onto?
What do you know?
What did I do ?
My canvas is pleasantly blank.
I don’t hear any voices, nothing calling my name.
Is this what peace is?
Is this what I’ve been praying for?
You want more, so much more.
I’m simple.
You’re catastrophic and bombastic.
I’m a basic scholastic searching for irrelevant answers to questions that really don’t matter.
When you’re 18, you know everything.
Is this what peace is?
I don’t hear any voices.
There’s nothing calling my name.
You want more, too much more.
The tablets are numbing your haze.
I choose not to believe you, not hatch nor conceive you.
You’re vicious and I’m not a part of your blame.
Side note – The picture I chose for this piece is random, as is this post. I was just writing down a series of thoughts and ran with them. I took this picture on a hike with my brother. Can you spot the frog ? He was so calm watching me watch him 🙂
Dawning Creations 
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