For one possessing true erudition
The path forward is illuminated.
A wasted thought is an imposition
For one possessing true erudition.
Though living is made of complication;
Moments leaving one feeling frustrated,
For one possessing true erudition
The path forward is illuminated.
SR Romney 2024
Today, my thoughts are scattershot.
My brain fell down the stairs.
I thought I'd think, but I can not;
It caught me unawares.
My brain is robbed of all it's got,
They even took the sink.
At least it's quiet without thought.
At least, that's what I think.
– SR Romney 2023
Thoughts today
On layaway
I could pay for the time.
Words of mine
Wont fall in line
Could you please spare a rhyme?
An idea?
A funny quip?
Any thought would be fine.
It would help
As you can see
I've misplaced all of mine.
– SR Romney 2022
I'm an ethereal pilot
Controlling a puppet made of meat
A puppet made of me
And my experiences
It's form may change
And degrade with time
But I'll stay at the controls
Until my shift ends.
– Shaman Romney 2021
The falling water
Cascades down
Washing away grime
Relaxing peaceful
Pitter pat
As my mind rains down
Finally, a splash
Shower thoughts
Ripple out pristine
– Shaman Romney 2021
The snowflake dances within my mind
Relaxing in the summer sun, my thoughts melt away.
The sound of your laughter echoing
Ringing through all the empty spaces you left behind
I am contained in a pane of class
My self image a reflection of those around me
Time marches on at a steady pace
The destination keeps moving closer and closer
– Shaman Romney 2021
I haven’t seen my daughter in over 6 weeks. It’s not for any malicious reason on my ex’s part. Not that I know of, at least. It’s just bad timing and busy lives.
I always told myself I would always make time for my daughter. I would threaten to quit jobs before I would miss my weekends with her. I still feel that way. At least I feel I do. But feelings and thoughts don’t count for much. In the end, I still don’t see my daughter. If I had to say it to her face, would I still make the same excuses? Would she care?
Or does it just matter that daddy isn’t there again?
I don’t even know why I’m writing this right now. I’m not depressed, just sad. I guess its because this is something more concrete than a journal I throw in a box and never look at again. By writing this, maybe I’ll try harder from now on. But who knows?
– Shaman
I’m done with the world
I’m done with battle lines
I’m done with black and white
I’m done with death and destruction
I’m done with wrongs unpunished
I’m done with good gone wrong
I’m done with good intention roads
I’m done with well intentioned fools
I want to be done caring
But I can’t help it
– Shaman Romney 2017
I’m boring
I’m dull
I’m an anxious coward
An asshole, not a man
I’m a bundle of insecurities and fears
Wrapped up in day dreams and fantasies
Masquerading as a functioning adult
Who pretends he gives a damn if he wakes up tomorrow or not.I’m holding on, barely anchored to the shore
But still I’m finding ways to sever what few lines keep me moored
Using knives fashioned from doubt to hack away
One at a time
Until I’m finally released from it all.I’ve squandered the one thing I can’t get back
Spending all my time hiding in a room
Playing video games and jerking off
That’s not life, that’s just existing
Taking up space in this world until my ticket comes up
And someone else gets my spot.I’m not a human being
I’m just a future has been
A forgotten memory
I’m not alive
I’m just a dead man walking
-Shaman Romney 2016
Pitter patter
My thoughts scatter
Like rain drops in my mind
A constant torrent that won’t relent
At best my mind is like Seattle
At worst its a monsoon
It’s like I live in a steel roofed house
Eventually all the metallic static
Becomes synonymous with silence
Most of my ideas get lost in the flood waters
I’m only left with the biggest, the best, the worst
Imagine what I could do
If I wasn’t mostly water.
If I was filled with sunny days
And springtime weather.
-Shaman Romney 2016
Shame on The Universe 