Much Too Much.

[PopMartian33107]

I speak for many
But cannot hear what they say.
Far-off whispers do not reach my mind
For I am too seduced in finding another way.

Slanders and names are thrown my way,
Their remarks go beyond the dividing line.
Thoughts and fears consequently emerge inside,
Their convictions must be as strong as mine.

Maybe when the world is deafly silent,
And there's nowhere else to go.
They'll tell me what's right and wrong
And all that I need to know.

It is Much Too Much.

Reciting pages of the past,
Drowning in a sea of doubt.
Clinging to misconceptions until they last,
I fear there's no way out.

New thoughts and ideas are replaced
By this Surrogate Mind
That was once gentle and smart and was
Mine.

Maybe when the world is deafly silent,
And there's nowhere else to go.
They'll tell me what's right and wrong
And all that I need to know.

It is Much Too Much.

Copyright Alex Landenwitsch.

 

[ZeroDude]

Apart from ending too many lines in "way" at the beginning of this latest piece, I find your work as you post more of your pieces here have been consistently good, I'm expecting some great/ transcendant stuff soon though


"Surrogate Mind" this is brilliant btw, just to let you know

 

[PopMartian33107]

Thanks Zero! I always look forward to your replies. And I appreciate it that you said I'll just get better! Thank you!