Wanderlust you glaze me green
bursting through my every seam
bursting through with bitter scream
wanderlust you glaze me green
nothing else will ever matter
when the world is all but shattered
in my box where I live
in corporate hell with little give
this numerical identity overtakes me
a four wall cubicle all but breaks me
this ringing phone will be my noose
I feel my screws are coming loose
Im bursting out of my own skin
with every word from bitter men
my hatred bubbles underneath
building pressure with no relief
while all the natural world in glory
continues with its unnatural story
and men forget who they were meant to be
wanderlust....you get to me
oh yes! i hear ya...men were meant to wander, it's the wanderers who are the wisest n happiest!
ReplyDeleteWow your writing is so amazing! I'm from Medusa you left a comment on my story, thank you :)
ReplyDeleteI have started a blog as you suggested it's dumb but it's there.
thank you very much! I am your first follower on your new blog, and i love your other blog with the kittehs! :)
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