I Won't Settle

The smell of Jeremys house in my shirt,
The stench of indifference in my heart,
The fear of the unknown rattling around in my head bone
Moments of life spur me on to live,
Flashes of passionate heat warm my soul for another dousing of winter beyond control
Words and actions so cold, dry like the deserts solitary stone
I hear that "they" say that the mountain top isn’t a place of permanent residence
But who are they, have they ever been to the mountain top
Can manna land on earths peaks,
Can dew from neighboring clouds fill my mouth that I may never thirst again
Am I foolish to resist acceptable bliss
What do I know?
I know that living a life meandering through the maze of mediocrity is not living
Being bed ridden to the mundane is no way of staying sane
Leading an average, safe, comfortable, happy existence only proves a lack of persistence
Towards the dreams that once were,
The passions that burned now grayish heaps of nothing really,
Can I give them a stir
Is it to crazy to take the ideal and real on a crash course called life
Sure it’s a mess,
Twisted metal and pieces of plastic thrown all over the landscape
Souls colliding, seeking, searching, laughing, crying, ,living, dying, then actually living before dying
Oh no it’s not a mess, you’re life is a mess, unless you’re life is a mess, it’s a mess
The 9 to 5 slavery, the material savory , the love fakery, the self idolatry
ohhh, Misery loves company
But I can’t be mottled to your mess
No, no, I won’t settle..........