My highway is blocked up
I can't even get ******
and here I am inside
writing on my own

Like a march hare on ****
I want to bust my records
but it's causing a poetic traffic jam
I just can't collate all my writes

It's a poetic traffic jam
a all out sham
and if it goes to my will
all will soon understand

The march to heaven is hard and long
but the light I see will never be gone
I mean to bring back the glory
the glory of her and my being


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris