Contradiction

I feel crowded and lost trapped in this space. So far to run yet no time to race Confussed mind cluttered with empty fullfillments Goals far away in the distance Everything jumps in the way To reach them, I strech....(sigh) I can't..... not this day Crowded yet empty my mind fights to produce I try and I try yet and still no use There are stories that rhyme there are 24 hours in a day yet still not enough time If only I could encamp in quiet, a moment to myself. All other things done (for now) placing distractions on their shelf Opportune day, the right moment all mine dull thoughts replaced with a bright vivid shine. In comes my passion, a dear sweet friend I find. Clock winding down Sun setting on this another day Closer I approach Quiets sound Given another opportunity to rectify Crowded and Empty's CONTRADICTION