Memphis Pattern from Pixabay

Singing Goosebumps


A hop through alternate universes.

Feeling kind of lonely.
Looking for a reason.
Can’t decide which way to go.
But I’m already there, already here.
Have everything in place but my mind is scattered in the breeze.

Straight into skin pimpled worry abuzz.
Seeing light crashing around me.
Air is jumping.
Energy prickling and biting my soul.
Thoughts burned turned into fuzz.

Want you to hate me.
Want you to embrace me.
Want you to want me.
I want to much.
I want nothing.
Leave me alone.

Curved in infinite bending concerns awry.
Looking darkly skimming circles in soul.
Breath is kicking.
Zeal forming and eating my unease.
Musings igniting formed from an origin cry.

Incomplete and always searching.
An abyss opening in welcome.
Darkness don’t take me in.
Break your teeth and smash the pulling vortex.
Going to escape and be safe.
Daily struggle but finding the means.
Grabbing hope branch by branch climbing the stalk to our dreams.

I’ll see you on the other side of the door.
We’ll break through, find new ground, learn to roar.

Lion Roaring Zoo from Pixabay



Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.