the ink has once again run out on me
i sit in contemplation an cannot see
i am blinded by my reality
but my vision is not blurred

thoughts that once danced so free
have been caught up in my identity
left to wander helplessly
as i ponder on the occurred

my focus tuned to ever fine
my parameters widened an defined
i aim to leave nothing behind
for the cauldron has been stirred

its boiling away every day
wilting eveything it has to say
in an ever so kind way
in the essence of the word

seeking refuge here an there
showing love where i care
emotions that i have to share
reasoning thats been heard

it spreads like wildfire in the night
blazing ahead with all its might
visions of a lovely sight
my expression has been deferred......