not broken. yet
it is damned if you dont
it is damned if you do
i sat here until i cried
my back was in ache
from being here all day
i ran
i ran
i ran
to no avail
did i get used.
i am bruised
i am sore
i have a dent on my side
it hurts makes me scream
i though out ambience
to hid the cracking of
my internal structure
i love doing the tasks
to comprehend the joy
through mathamatics and
colours
it is the most artistic
the most powerful and
beautiful processes
witout inspiration
i am getting old yes
but i can still do
what i was set out to do
and for that i cannot die
and on the day
when i can not perform a task
then i will contemplate this life
and wonder if i did try everything
i was able to do.