Baggage

People are so afraid
Whether the past they made or a future undug grave
All homemade quality of a sinister grade
So distracting we don't prepare for actions while the world continues traction
Granted it's been natural, but it lurks as a phantom
Begging asinine action, beckoning the greenhorn to jump the cannon
It's just outlandish, you sanctify your ignorance by refusing to sit and listen a minute
What's given redeems as exchange rates for wisdom
Yet your spiked exterior renders benevolence inferior
The signal would be clear but your ego distorted the speakers
Contorted self image only further beckons my grimace
If only you took a second to see your mirror image
Reflections offering new directions as is the habit of cycles and introspection
Of course it's just a suggestion
Chew it till it sifts into the digestive pits and offers some semblance of the peace you missed
I try to think on your level but can't find the shovel to bury my frustrations
Lead ball burning in my hand, swallow it down
Feel the mist from my nostrils singe my brow
Yet another inner monologue
Reflect some inner light to see through the fog
Cog in the gears to process it all
Keyword all, note to self slow your roll
All this information comes packed in pieces
Slowly goad the vices to release me, Brain versus Thesis
I believe these teeth grazed the bone and missed the meat
Still starving for the feast running a circle incomplete
Take a seat, pressure propels the release
Ball bearings per gauge rusted in the beast
My mistakes allow it to eat, corrections aid my hunt for completion
Absorbing the presence of precision, conquering from the fissure in the fiction
Turned back the page for the mission
Gathered artifacts from the past according to the anxiety ridden caste