Ambition

i decided to consciously not follow a rhyme scheme this time, trying more to emote. it has somewhat restricted the extent of my writing. i also intend to make a proper study of the various poetic devices i can employ besides plain rhyme...as of now, just this.

Ambitions as a kid, that never quite left,

Abstract ideas gain weight with the years,

Until as a compulsion they drag me down.

A rapt fixation in an unhinging mind,

Nights twisted and twirled through in agony,

In the cruel ecstasy that an obsession is.

With chastising fever my body burns,

Mind loses the ability to think of anything else,

When dreams beckon like a haunting wind.

Now I cannot sleep till I no longer dream,

With mind's thirst satiated, I will relax,

When I finally become what I set out to be.