6:08 1/14/2013

There is nothing I can say that hasn't been said,

but the weight of today fills me with dread.

if everyday was to be like this, I just can not say.

How could I not turn at the beat and the sway?

I'm being pushed here but pulled opposingly

logic says one pole, emotion says no, tantalizingly 

but humans aren't too logical

and this is more psychological

or perhaps more accurately: neurological

Who said I was human anyways?

I'm do not think I am humane.

I am more, and I'm less.

And what have humans got to gain?

I am a mix of chemicals and a lack of them too.

I am carbon and hydrogen.

I am pain and I'm love.

Not again, please not again.

I am kind and I'm mean.

I am nature and I am nurtured.

I am human and machine.

I do not want another today.

I do not want to think,

I do not want to be swayed.

I do not want to sink.

I do not want this.

I will not have this.

No more repeats.

I'm done with that.

I'm changing the beats.

No more tit for tat.

Digression

is for poems,

not for people,

not for life.

I'm done.

Moving

on.

Happy

Ness

Will

And

Me.