Current Thought 001
When the music stops...
When the sound is silent...
My true self emerges...
A man of fear...
A man full of...
Ideas...
Dreams...
Many I take a chance at...
For if they are my own...
It is acceptable...
To fail...
But if it for others...
I feel pain...
And regret...
And those are the thoughts...
That creep onto me...
Unfortunately...
I have to put myself...
Into this mindset...
To express my thoughts...
A drunken mind...
Is the truest...
Although, I do not mind...
The drink...
For it expands...
My creative soul...
And understanding...
It maybe all part...
Of the plan for my life...
In the end.
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