Just a Poem

One ................ Two

Black rimmed eyes

Staring out into the sky

Clouds horizontally lined

Like paper floating by

Awaiting the touch of my mind

Bundled in a number 2 pencil

But the words won't flow

Thoughts roll, but its all mental

Blank page driving me insane

Wondering why I write anyway

Was it for me or other beings

To tell of my life, my demons

My story, enveloped in glory

Packaged suffering, mourning

Third eye view of the world

Or to clear my head of it all

Either way I just can't recall

So I set flame to my thoughts

Put behind what was lost

Developing a new cause

With no purpose, no reason

Merely creation, dreaming

Running freely, no meaning

Just a poem, take it how you see it