Trouble Brewing

 

I was in trouble
did I cause trouble?
who can tell without judging
they gave me tasks, chores, schedules
kept me busy, busy, busy
waking moments were full of fluff
sleep was intermittent
dark thoughts in the night
natural urges
rising
refusing to be handled
or struck down
the best part of me squandered
in the light of day
they only saw the fallen halo
and not all the rest
the best
the ideas, the art, the mechanics
lost in the shuffle
they wouldn’t let me go
stay out of trouble?
oh no!
you make time for the things you love

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