Creation System

Poetry comes to me
when my mind aint at ease
when i least desire to put thought to paper
when i find myself tangled in emotions
for the moment
all i want is to be
immersed in it
or to use it
to tap into my dreams
so i sleep sometimes
but i do so to awaken
a paralysis that seems stagnant
to transfer into another state of mind
another state of being
for the times that sleep is luxury
i dream awaken
it forces me to be creative
cuz that paralysis remains in the present
forcing me to address it
not that dreams are an escape
or that realities are stagnant
but that neither is ever what we make of it
because everything is always changing
we just gotta recognize it
embrace it
and somehow find a way to live with it