write now

what it comes down to
it's wearing me out
eleven years
monotony
in the everyday grind
education never stopped
after degree earned
wanted to focus on words
on these thoughts here
but loneliness has interrupted
my momentum
something in the way of progress
this amount of thought
tears at the foundation of the self
found revealing and can go it solo
what it comes down to
some days are so easy to coast through
around people feeling necessary
helping others feel the same
everyone seems content
who is really happy
seems everyone has something
blocking ultimate happiness
what it comes down to
nothing seems to make sense
and that's exactly why I
write now...