Back again with some words to feed you.

So here I am back at square one. Well no, it's more like square minus 547596546541. At the moment, my life is a soothing gondola ride. I'm not searching for that missing piece right now, even though it's still missing.
I was when I wrote that article about the inert around 3 weeks ago.

But right now, as I see the end of another school year approach, and as I feel summer come back to life, I still see grey. I'm not depressed, but after spending time with other people and joking around, I still come home and put a few ideas on paper (less dramatically on word documents).

I'm trying to write new articles, to put up on this site anything that comes to mind, but like before, everything comes easier in poem form.

And so a poem was born out of the grey I see.

I write a lot, articles, songs, poems...the lot! I don't share much of it. I share some of my songs with my band mates, and, if we're lucky, it becomes part of our musical catalogue.
But apart from that, I like to keep my ideas for myself...and for all you faceless, anonymous beings that are reading these very words and the many thousand words I have written before.

I feel like sharing this poem because I didn't think about it while writing it. It just came pouring out. It was only after re-reading it days later, that I became proud of it.
It's pretty vague to be honest. I'm not the kind of poet that expresses a distinct feeling or experience.
That's too easy.

I prefer writing down words that go with what I'm feeling, and then let the reader interpret it to go with what he is feeling.

And remember, this isn't the product of a depression. I'm a happy person. I love my family and all my friends. This is just something that crossed my wild mind, and that I want to share with you.

So here it is:

Common Existence

I feel the stone in my soul, the shouting doesn’t stop
Twilight shines on rotten roses as rough hands die
Will they communicate, find what’s wrong? I think not
But I can see the strings controlling the puppets,
From where I lie.

Cleansing something that won’t be admitted strikes me
As full moon fever keeps me aware of the pain
Standing up costs faith for the prey, but I won’t flee
But laws of nature say, even if I try to soothe the sting,
I’ll only leave a stain.

So why try? The wolf has howled and left the mice to die
I will wait ‘til the next full moon to sing my song
Defying the kings and queens, making the aces cry
Black and white will know a steady gradient,
When they realize they’re wrong.

So for now, I stay down, don’t say much, just look sad.
I stay down, let it flame, let it bleed, let it die.
Watch them whine, drown the sound, let them bite, I stay down.
A common existence, I’d shut it down, if I could
But I stay down, keep cover on the floor, I stay down.