A Haze

Tue, 11/18/2014 - 10:41 -- BennyB

Every time I try to think it's like a haze

Engulfs my mind.

So negative, so deflating

My mind is in a bind.


For you see, my creativity

Is trapped in this haze. 

So deflating, so negative

It traps it in its maze.


An interminable maze, that is-

One without a finish.

Only there to see it squirm

And left to fully diminish.


But onwards, they say!

Past this mysterious haze,

The darkness of the maze,

To see the light in my day.


And yet this cannot be

Because this haze is too powerful. 

It holds me in its stranglehold

To keep the world doubtful.


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