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Ok...well here I am.

This early in my morning and I am once again forced to cure my insomnia by writing in an online journal and surfing the marketplace.

I am sitting here with a poem stuck in my head so here it is in print so I can get it out of my head:


I am the very embodiment of what I once had become.
I despise my own evolution as much as the next one.
I scratch and claw to get to the top.
I never get anywhere because everytime I do...I drop.

As I sit and stare off into time and space,
I often wonder about the human race.
Why they act like their ancestors did,
why they feed off of the emotions of kids.
Why do they prey upon each others minds?
Why do they pretend to care about each other,
in their own convienant time?

I watch them come and go,
as would a migrating flock of geese.
They move from place to place,
feeding off the land then move on,
to cause more destruction and waste.

They dont realize they are killing,
each other so willingly.
They are breaking each others hearts,
as though superglue will actually fix,
what they have done.

So careless they are in all they do,
they never consider the drawbacks,
or the consequences of their actions.

This is where my ventilation,
begins to end and where my solitude again begins.