Its at the point when I'm afraid to write anything. <br />I see now, before future times, <br />the faults, weaknesses of every sentence possible for me to create, <br />and that failure <br />terrifies me. <br /> <br />There is no courage in facing weaknesses, instead only in over coming it. <br />So facing this wall presents me with hopelessness. <br /> <br />Seeing something requires little awareness, rather not seeing, <br />requires many layers of belligerence confluenting truth, <br />and that is the stasis of any generation, <br />of my own, <br />brothers, sisters alike. <br /> <br />And so my fear of truth has again out run me, I, <br />Achilles, and it <br />the tortoise i sit upon, <br />us always sharing a common ground <br /> <br />Just the ground.<br /><br />Joshua Bantum<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/problem-tonight/
