Jones' Disco

Why is a day wasted If I don't write a few lines? I feel lost for meaning If I don't inscribe my mind Nothing feels satisfying Than the free flowing thoughts Written with a force of divine With my ears hooked to music I feel no obligation To make sense of any kind When mind feels restless I forget the passing of time Time often haunts me I can hear the ticking of nine Ignoring time's illusions I can balance out the benign Sometimes I wonder what makes The world ride along blindly Ignoring the magic in this routine grind Than I thank and feel grateful To the blessing of rhymes Often things seem pointless Meaninglessness can't even hide Trusting senses can find reasons By sketching all that needs to unwind I think obsessive passion Can give meaning To everything that spends life!