God I am frustrated
Nothing is as it should
Wonderful thoughts of flight
Broken calls of worry

Life expresses endless
Wants of curious
Chaos held within
Copious accounts of
Worry sanctioned
Expressed
Disseminated egregiously
To everyone

What the fuck
Did that mean
Really you said
Before that...

Nothing
Remember Nothing
Nothing helps
To remember that
You Remember
Nothing

Ambiguous nothing
Forever shrouded in
Piecemeal constructs of
Life it is nothing
But something to
Embrace

Loss of self
Without the tools
Corrupts and deceives
Without a drive
Internal

Process and see
Results will fall
Upon

Darkened walls
Steeped in poorly
Constituted thoughts
Of fancy
Glory

Fiction shouted
Through actions
Carefully
Orchestrated in
A vacuum of
Time

Uselessness is
The answer
Never be anything great
It is something
To forget
Discipline

Find it

"A Note to Myself ... Find Your Discipline"