could it be that simple?

...and before anybody be of the opinion, i may be going through a crisis of some set, rest assured, it be more a state of introspection brought on by much around me that i have witnessed and that has made me question the human psyche ....in the hope of understanding why it is we choose a path challenging and less rewarding at most crossroads in our life....

 Be those daydreams stark and nakedly more than bare
deceiving
in an unfruitful result of what may be.
Capturing you in a surrender

false and corrupt...

for doubt does set in and the spirit does break.


Oh how the world all of a sudden seems unfulfilling and swayed by forlornness!

Desolate.
Painfully beating down all resistence....
where did it go to...?

...those bright colourful daydreams of what could have been?

What was it in life that knew to rob you of yourself so brazenly and cruelly...
Can it be said it be yourself?
...and the stuttering and spluttering of excuse as to why not
...a cowardly ease 

sliding into
giving up
for so much more comfortable the fangs of Mediocrity.

Oh Mediocrity!  How i curse you for making my life hell
for making me yearn for colourful dreams and miracles real...

He sat on the bench and gnawed at his daydreams grey
and wished that spark to ignite again.

RB.