A win/lose write

Uncontrolable creativity keeps me bored to the norm. Trying to tone it all down, is like brewing my own storm. Loyalty is the battle, when the wolf herds the cattle. The more patiently I have to wait, is the more time I have to erase. It's a hella of a debate, when all senses live to anticipate. The voices of the inner, whispering go finish this beginner. It's a midlife fight, as I quest the belly of the light. It's a win/lose write, read a million times in spite... One kind...