motivation brought bought and sold
by the onset of insecure doubt
terrified by the prospect of living
outside the lines
my soul is colored pale with the brushstroke
of the unknown
i wander aimlessly looking for a
sense of direction in this mist
insubstantial thoughts do little to
keep my head above these turbulent waters
and my blood draws sharks from afar
seeking to ******* flesh and drag
me to the depths of this unforgiving
life