Over, huh?

Done?

Do I get to go back to sleep now or are you going to leave me here in the creating again?

I know the answer to that question, don’t mind me

It must be nice to finish something

Be done with it

Walk away

What great self control that must take for a person who wants to pick and prod and poke their own creations into

Well oblivion

Ever continuing

It’ll only know an end when I do

I assume

And lately I wondered what life I’m documenting?

I’m not exactly living

While I am

Congratulations to you

To another success completed

Here’s to you absolutely never fading away

Unless you want to

Maybe into a quiet retirement

Whatever

Here I am wanting to hear it and not wanting to hear it

What words have you lain to be consumed?

Sing it back

I’m singing

Fuck

There’s something to be said of people who are capable of finishing something

I don’t know what it is because I am not one of those people and thus didn’t finish the thought process

I’m sure it’s magnificent

It’s like I can’t even build you up too much you always

Aimed so much higher than I ever could

Tonight you go to bed triumphant

At least you’d better

I keep thinking I’m going to make a difference

But I barely shine in comparison to you

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