Spilled Ink

Swimming with grey mortality
Surrounded by mediocrity
This is no place to fall behind
You’ll be sucked up in the propellers
Spat back to land and left stranded in the wake of your potential
And you watch the tiny figure that was what you could have been
As the bastard waves solemnly back at you
Knowing you’ll be forgotten out there but more concerned with the blonde with big tits lounging near the front

Name and thematic change to be more writing focused came to all of about.. nothing. When I didn’t write (which is a lot), I didn’t post at all. No post = no outlet for anything. Ooops. Back to posting stuff I like in general…