sometimes I crave words, like you crave a smile
like a runner craves a mile and the long nail craves a file
sometimes I crave thought, intelligence and substance
sometimes just a lazy stance and an excuse for circumstance
sometimes I crave growth, adventure, passion and fun
sometimes I am happy stagnant and alone
sometimes I care not for grammar or structure
for correctness or form...
sometime i simply write
sometimes I simply mourn..
I mourn emotions, moments and thoughts
Ideas so great they got me stuck
I mourn myself and the person I used to be...
I mourn the youth slowly fading within me
yet I feel whole and alive, yet I keep faith and strive
yet I feel younger than I ever have, yet I feel at peace...
first time in my life... yet I breathe with ease...
while creating a new life.