Break Free

"Do we impose restrictions on painters as to what colors they may use, and how many brush strokes they may apply? " ~~The poet~~ My cognitive mind is speeding faster than I can record. They meld into one, all the stories that I have stored. My muse throwing phrases at me that I can’t be reading. Faster than I can record, my cognitive mind is speeding. My passion is full force, it has declared it will not be tamed. I debate ad nauseum about the scope at which I aimed. My words thrown down in supplication, for a source. It has declared it will not be tamed, my passion is full force. I decline to be bathed in abject defeat, I intend to break free. My endeavor isn’t dead, intellect serves as a panacea for me My muse and I must find impassioned advocacy to meet. I intend to break free, I decline to be bathed in abject defeat. The solution I submit, it will be extraordinary and unconventional. A dramatic escape from all restrictions unintentional. My salvation will depend on breaking free with no desire to quit. It will be extraordinary and unconventional, the solution I submit.