James Daniel Gabriel (December 1978 / Athens Georgia)

I need the object of my focus
A small amount more courage
Will carry me thru the door.
I need to fulfill my purpose
A little less inquisition please
Just release to me, what I came for.

I’m begging you for my own meaning
Longing for those sweet opinions
You one fist fed to me.
I’m pleading for a theme here
Just please tell me,
What did I come for?

I’m conflicting all your intentions
By lying innocent
I’m compromised. The dissention
Is like lying in a sense.
Just give me what I’m bleeding for
Explain what all this needing is for
A small amount more courage
And I will inquire beyond the door.
For what I came for.