ciaran magee

Life

inspiration is a hard thing to find,
thoughts are not something created,
throughout life streets will wind,
my creative conscious, somewhat sedated

struggling on is the way i know,
drifting from one day to the next,
i feel it, my mind will blow,
on my shoulders, its no longer fixed

without my ability to foresee,
i would be in trouble so often,
trouble of a mental capacity,
will it end, ever, when?

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 23, 2012

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  • Jerome MooreJerome Moore (10/23/2012 6:08:00 PM)

    Inspiration comes to you.

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