Beyond Your Will

Constant craving, unfulfilled.
Living life beyond your will.
Going with the flow to places
you were never meant to be at all.

Stuck within a traffic jam
of great emotive attitudes.
Fighting all the many moods
they constantly create.

Wanting more, yet needing to
have less of what you've had before.
There's room for what you really need -
somewhere. Seeds sprouted, dried
and withering, gone too long without rain.

You are in pain. There's no denying that,
no matter what you think or where you focus.
Life meaningless, a circus of mistakes
you just repeat. It used to be so sweet,
those days of love.

Constant craving, unfulfilled.
Living life beyond your will.
Going with the flow to places
you were never meant to be at all.

Refusing still to feel the real.
Withering from lack of inspiration.
Bloated by the constant constipation
of those days that just go on and on
and on.

Nothing changes till one person dares
to really make it so. And so it goes.
Other lives refuting your control.
Soul lashing out, beyond a doubt,
to reach and feel a love that's true
again...

? Michaelette ?

9/1/2002
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