Comfort Taking Over

Colourful lights dim and misshapen

floating from afar, resembling lanterns

each a thought that just might awaken

one after the other in mesmerising patterns

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Walking down the road of intensifying intentions

instinctual and inventive

intellectual and infective

forever, always productive

But

the lanterns are dimming

thoughts are all but thinning

around the mind just spinning

melting into the ether... forever lost

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Twinning halos and horns with every thought

each bisected into the useful and the misleading

the useful forlorn and diverted into ceding

to procrastination

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As they say, embers need nurturing to grow into a magnificent fire, just as a question needs nurturing to bloom into a complete thought

clouds of doubt may come and blow away useful thoughts, leaving a seed shrivelled, drifting in darkness

who knows when it'll be watered and cared for... is it lost forever?

how can I water it? how can I succeed?

thoughts are calling to me but I feel so weak

pointless thoughts spring up to take over

my mind dulled and comfort reins over

my mind...dulled

comfort

take over