In Learning. Forever.

This constant stream

of things to say

I'd wish to God,

They'd go away

And I could watch

The things I say, 

The Devil'd let me be

While I make history

Losing all

that once I'd made

That I would watch it,

fall away,

As I forsook,

this brand new day,

My own worst enemy

The one, whom I,

can never see.

As I reflect,

on things to come,

And men decide

to censor me,

As I abide

to earn my fee

I linger on,

the things, I see.

Keep me here,

Keep me sharp,

Open up,

my burning heart,

That I could rest,

Myself, impart,

I'm severed,

From the womb.

My friends,

Whom, I leave,

Who let me

Say what I believe

Inward thoughts

Myself, reveal,

My ramblings,

From my tomb.