Revel

Where am I?

Who’s hands are these?

Why do I feel so alone?

Technology has diminished my worth,

In this sea of beans, how am I supposed to shine?

Show my color in this black hole?

I need to escape,

I need to thrive,

I need to live,

How do I do that?

Where do I go?

What do I do?

I feel my youth being stamped out of my pores,

My skull is closing in,

Darkness seeps into my dreams,

I feel the suspense of a spring,

But what damn direction do I point my slingshot?

Too many choices,

Too many options,

Saturated markets,

Pulled in so many directions, hence motionless,

Paralysis sinks in,

Anything is possible,

Lack of personal touch,

I am angry,

Without a reason to be,

Sometimes darkness slides into the stage,

I hope it takes its bow soon,

But for now I will revel.


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