Inspiration

Pinpricks and needles.

Laser pointer remains of lightning.

The music blasts my mind to silence!

Acrid and gregarious remains

Of state of being I won't gain.

Another brought the inspiration 

Through wielding of creation

That I could not begin to see,

And so into these depth I flee!

Enveloped by this lucid dream,

A fake, a phantom, vapor, steam!

Externally inspired, oh so entitled,

Brittle, insecure, weak and frightened,

I write these words in flogging silence! 

In the embrace of someone else's brightness 

I keep on writing, keep on fighting.

Cliches, emotions, senseless rhyming,

Pinpricks and needless,

Laser pointer remains of lightning 

I hope to pass them on

So someone keeps on writing.