Untapped

I hold the note pad, 
Where I scribe my soul 
Where I write inspiring quotes,
Penning dreams as my mind provokes
My heart spoke
Deep inceptions of the metaphysical 
As my writings speak
My subconscious leaks 
Personifying symbols in text, aligned with perceived good times
Against my circulating misfortunes
Contrary to popular belief.. to future points,
On my plight, of situations I haven't yet composed
So till then... 
I bet on myself
Fueling the conflict 
Between my rivaling successes 
And pipe-dream ambition 
While time ticks
The clock being my only witness
As Father-time, humbles the ambitious
With his seconds, minutes and hours
As reality continues long suffers 
One year collides with two...
As I watch them coupling by 
Still he allows my thoughts to buffer 
Until the loading of my goals
Breakdowns the brain
And my mind wanders
Escaped ideas tear through the skull
The momentum alone quickens my idle 
Now kinetic thoughts bolster to create new ideas 
-Action-
Potential being used to its fullest
Now steady hands outwork the empty excuses 
Till the execution is flawless
Machine like repetition scopes my indescribable visions
With craftsmanship of a somewhat renaissance feel...
Rendering my stalled isolation 
Necessary to build up my resiliency 
With brilliancy in the blueprints
I might add... 
Showing fingerprints that depict something greater than me
Imprinted in the form of my hexagon DNA  
D-ynamic
N-ourishing
A-uthenticity
Shapes my being
Flowing from the received audio
To the projected words I say 
Speech spoken, provoking inspired quotes
Soulfully written from the heart
Notebook Art
-Untapped-