A Wash Enough

Today is a wash
I lie
Every day has been a wash
This week
A wash

Idleness
Realization
that this is a wash

Waiting
So much
This is not it

Not the Life
These people
A wash

Simply waiting

This is not it
Not the Life
Leads to it

A wash
Just a wait

The fire inside burns so strong so restlessly I hold myself back from the worse from dishonor Yet it is it must it SHALL be released in small spurts For How does one deal with This waiting A perfect life Perhaps A privilege indeed to be bequeathed Yet The sense of control wanting to lose itself RESTless yet I do not REST I must keep moving yet This Life is not moving FAST enough Guard yet I do my honor so tenuously Dependent on  Audience I do best ONLY of which I let myself But Not do I let myself do the best I am capable OF Because why care yet She She She and SHE make me care Who is she Nobody but a gentle soul A gentle soul Is All I need I do not know But I do know what is not Enough

The wonder of 
Enough