A Reflective Error

Another mini-collection

A Reflective Error

Muffled Expression

An attempt to explain

Why I am what I do

My attempt to fit in

And ride with my crew

I have been absent so long

One and alone

Trying to be amongst the crowd

Making up for lost time

I always take it too far

My overstep; my mistake

My recurring fault in life

The extremity of my decisions

They weigh me down

So many thoughts racing through my head

The difficulty of expressing my true story

So many aspects of my life

Inert articulation

Impulsivity encapsulates sensible action

It stretches me thin

Like the waning tip of a pencil

Trying to get that last word written

Before my only mode of expression snaps

And all hope to reason dissipates

And my end begins.

Statements

I push it down so hard

Wasting that precious gray

Spamming out ideas.

Or twirling it, creating wind.

This subtlety of life, so often clouded

Can be a matter of support or destruction.

Like what words I write down

This path I choose to follow

Uninterrupted by the abrupt period of fault.

As I settle down, reason resumes

If only you could have been present

At that moment when you were needed most.