A Cynic’s Chokehold

A Cynic’s Chokehold

Feelings of disappoint




Cycles of craziness envelop my soul

Filled with cynicism

Tired of mud smeared dreams

Clarification is on the horizon

But what will get me through until then?

Happy is a foreign concept

Dark days seem endless

Disaster is a backseat driver

Beauty isn’t as stimulating

Sweet taste sour

Nothing seems to flow

Second guessing becomes a norm

Turned against the inner me

Can’t even breathe

Pulling for the shades

The sun is inconsistent

Flashes of the future bing upon a glimmer of hope

Maybe change is around the bend.


The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise. It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us.

– Ashley Montagu

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