Chasing after you is nothing but vain
All one might collect as a result is disdain
I feel like trying to catch a moving train
With both my feet tied by an iron chain
Panting, exhausted, almost giving up,
I’m lost in limbo
Dressed in random thoughts
Following each other at a pace rising crescendo
Struggling to process anything
Anything that would end up in writing
Writing something delivering a powerful message
A message of hope bolstering courage
Inspiration is the wildest of animals
Its hunt will ineluctably **** it
Offering no head to hang on any walls
Just desperation made explicit
The only viable strategy is to wait patiently
Just like a photographer looking for a perfect picture
Scanning their environment, out in nature
Guided by their inherent passion and inhaling the breath of tenacity
Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 6:20 PM UTC
Chasing after you is nothing but vain
All one might collect as a result is disdain
I feel like trying to catch a moving train
With both my feet tied by an iron chain
Panting, exhausted, almost giving up,
I’m lost in limbo
Dressed in random thoughts
Following each other at a pace rising crescendo
Struggling to process anything
Anything that would end up in writing
Writing something delivering a powerful message
A message of hope bolstering courage
Inspiration is the wildest of animals
Its hunt will ineluctably **** it
Offering no head to hang on any walls
Just desperation made explicit
The only viable strategy is to wait patiently
Just like a photographer looking for a perfect picture
Scanning their environment, out in nature
Guided by their inherent passion and inhaling the breath of tenacity
Request permission to use this poem