What's Next?

As sit back and write, I wonder where will my time on Earth take me? Hopefully, as my plan comes together. Write scripts hoping to land something worthwhile. Jumping through obstacles, and energy vamps. Should I just give up? Or not; should I just smoke some weed? Or hit a line. Trying to pass the time. Audition after audition still haven't made it, no bookings yet, no signed deals, no contracts. But wait, there is light. No that's just another unpaid gig that you must still give your all to, another struggling artist effects. All I have left is the music and the fashion, nothing feels the same nor gives hopefulness as it once did, not even sex.

I did it so many times with the same broken heart. What's the point? "If it ain't broken, don't fix it." They never told you what to do when you're "broken." I've lost average human concerns. I just love to create words, songs, music, sounds, fashion, dance, poetry. My thoughts and passions, nowhere to put them but here. Least if I pass, at least this will be here. Psychedelic metaphysic all mind twist. My next stop may be beyond this life. Starting a new one in Hollywood, making the big screen come alive. Almost got lost in the world of evils and deceits. Where I didn't even speak unless I needed to. I speak through my craft. I hear no one nor see them when in creation mode. Consistently in a mode of creation but sidetracked by people that don't believe me, while trying to hinder progress. It's in my mind's peace where I sleep. 'Til an next entry, I leave you with these... #poetry #nothingtolosebutapoetsmind #whatsnext