it’s been a while
since I found encouragement
to rid myself of this
writer malnourishment
I guess I lost myself
trying to explore the world
yet I still found my mind in the gutters
and the oil stains
left on the street in front of my house
my car and I share similarities
our oil finds its way
to permeate the days
and leaves us unable to ignite
due to a lack of substance
it sure has been a while
since I felt alive
I am so tired and strung out
I keep on strumming and picking
but my fingers cannot coordinate
with a lack of rhythm
I get lost in the music
so often that I can’t bring myself into reality
but maybe because it’s been a while
since I saw the good in people
or even in myself
I hate this lack of human inside me
I just flip through channels and can’t choose one
I am always changing; good and bad
we are told to never see the dark side of things
but the world I live in makes it so easy
it has been a while
since I spoke on my emotions
but I have motion sickness
and my mind is nothing but static