Lost in my over thinking… the curse of the poet who dares to see beyond what others pretend to recognize. To define colors as only their own eyes can define them. To hear the music and read the words better than the composers or the scribblers. The curse of the poet who dares to love way too intensely and yearns for a life others would find unbearable. I love, I want, I lust, I ache to walk along the path untrodden yet to find my way home quickly. My soul is imprisoned by hopeless aims constructed by others who preach which path I should follow in life; to simply follow them as they follow their own path towards their own goals. I cannot lie anymore If I do I will not live for long. Breathe, breathe, breathe. #poet #poetryporn #burden #instapoetrygram #instagramwriters #innerstrength #twitter #curse #blessingInstagram

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