I Sit Myself Down...

I sit myself down.. Into the hollow of this chair Unable to control the ebb and flow Of the foolish tide that must reside In the hollow of my head. Looking at words aimlessly I do not care for my calling Looking at life endlessly I do not care for my falling Pierce me so that I bleed To flush this toxic away Drain my life away So that I can finally open my eyes My brilliance doesn't inspire me My ingenuity depresses me Others stupidity bothers me Mediocrity murders me Threads of inane mystery Settling themselves deep down The plethora of unanswered questions Hide silently behind my frown. Peer into the window of my soul Memories torn and never whole The fallen and forgotten cease to be Painted pictures inside of me Pain so real and from the heart Emotion becomes my dying art Troubled waters with no reprieve I give my entire being to believe That some simple action will set free All those pains I remember with glee Locked within the entrance to my mind Sealed windows, closed forever in time. These broken fragmented thoughts From a broken shattered man Forgive me… For I seem to have lost the will.