There’s never enough alone time
Even when by the self, there are voices
There are voices needed for stimulation
They talk vain words
A momentary distraction
From the work that lies ahead
They foster the imagination
Rev up the dreams
Inspire
Motivate
Stimulate
The crash comes in waves
The hopes, and the dreams
There’s never enough alone time
When left alone, one can think bad things
Make mistakes
Unchangeable actions
When one is left alone, the faults magnify
The doubts, multiply
But the people do not satisfy
Their voices ring, echo in the head
There’s no escape from the madness
The boredom seeks them out
And they satiate
But there’s a longing for solitude
Being left alone
With the dreams and the demons
The ringing in the ear grows louder
The self-doubt, past mistakes
They haunt and taunt
They eat alive,
Drive mad
It creates a longing
A longing for success
A longing to make up for past mistakes
Is the proper equipment had?
What is the difference between today and yesteryear?
The faults talk
And torment
You are all alone
No one else can hear the faults
The sword and shield come from within
The drive, the dreams
You’re all alone
Amongst the moat, and the echos
Cursed to an existence
Of communication conflict
So little satisfaction derided from the words of others
The mind, it wanders
Through the millennia
Of today
There are no coping mechanisms
There is no help
It is just you, and your sword and shield
There is no perfection
There is injustice
The war is, ultimately, fought alone
Things must be fixed
Changes must be made
Growth must be experienced
The voices aren’t as deafening
Now, they make more sense
God damn them, they make more sense……
The desire to be alone
And the desire to express
Grow
The fears still remain
There are reminders
No matter how much you run
They are here
But so are the dreams
One can be driven mad
When one is alone
Perhaps one desires to be mad……
I think I do
The voices are quieter
When alone
The self-doubts evaporate
Until the time comes
But you are left
Alone
And afraid
You finally have
The peace and quiet
To work
And battle your demons
The sea of your mind is unexplored,
Hardened by myths of old, grizzled sailors
The stories, though untrue, still instill fear
The time is now
To set sail
And forget the past
The time is now
To get lost in your mind
In complete silence and isolation
