James Trusler

The wave of denial.

Inhibition won't win this battle,
To take you around the next bend,
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A field of green,
Why do i sit here?
An ocean of blue,
Why do i weep here?
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As another sun is drowned by the horison,
I think to myself - what have I achieved;
Bowing my head in shame,
I follow the path of Helios,
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To the drums of war, my heart beats,
For you, the ends of the world seem so tangible.
I can't stray from the path, I never hesitate a foot.
I step in for the kill.
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Life injects minds with haste too quick,
The feeling subsides to choose,
What the creative sponge will suck up today,
Like a vulture in the burning winds.
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Lets have a dream,
Lay by me,
We'll go make a raft,
And float in the sea,
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Over the hills,
Through the trees,
Grass,
Sand, water and sky.
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Close your eyes and listen to music.
You will soon realise the torment when you can no longer hear it.
It should not be a difficult activity to appreciate reasoning in music and yet I am blinded by the splinters of my mind.
Is it so unnatural to yearn for something that is quite distant from reality. To yearn for something that is beyond desire's elasticity.
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What a way to waste a life.

Stand up.
Walk out.
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