THISISJOHN

at time when i am breathing
my heart moves hard
i am dreaming
and all my dreams
circulate in veins
in vains
or mediocrity
i can imagine

i wish i could scream
like all the voices within me
but i take the medication
and soothe my minds vacation
i have no voice
like a soul meant to sing
and they haunt me
when i pretend to do anything
but listen
or when i play the role
of want's vindication