nowhere to go

dark shadow of my pen, in wavering candle light
lead me to a promised land, where words meet wit
where unabashed i may say as i feel, write as i want
a place where the clock doesn't hound me, chasing
life's little unacceptable pleasures par for everyone
music flows free in all its forms, backing my words
as if to say i am a lyrical poet, but not
rather, reprimand me for another misguided soul
aching by. looking for a sea of tranquility
to drown in, enjoy a jade shade of pain. bleak
ending in resolution of a black sheet covered bed
candle. incense. delerium. solitude. pen and paper