logical progression of thought
my mind has spent, i have bought
thinking of scenarios and scenes
racing thoughts, traveling in teams
roam this place, the world of observation
yet i find it hard to put in a conversation
the complexities of what i have seen
the wants and desires of what I've been
so i talk and talk, until they walk away
but that is the price i have to pay
to find the ones i can communicate with
some one to share a possible tiff
to help me work through these enigmas
and to help me from being who i was
but i digress from this so hot topic
for i think I'm just doing a "nitpick"
each person has their limits of
what they can take, though i shove
i have learned, needing brevity
as it seems more healthy
then chewing some ones ear off
making them look at you and scoff
so i need to take a step back
make a vow, a new pact
to only say as much as they do
this applies to everyone, even you
for communication is key to us all
how i have spoke, will cause my fall
but if i change and talk less
will some one out there miss
the ever flow of my speech
oh, how they could teach
if only i had some translator
some one not a procrastinator
to help filter the lyrical madness
coming from the mind of vastness
a brave one with "gut and buck up"
some one to say "shut the ____ up"
a being not scared to tell me
what exactly i need to see
but don't we all want this?
or is there something amiss?
are my facts checked correctly?
am i flawed in perpetuity?
is it possible i am really that rare
that there is still some one out there
waiting for me to talk to them
are they also asking "when?"
forlorn hope keeps me going
just as these words keep flowing
never ending process of thought
as stated before, its what i got
i must constantly be myself
forego all but the wealth
of information within
and that is my sin
so I say forgive me please
for the words will not cease