Conversations with myself

Thoughts and their consideration
Of the opinionated magician
Who sits within my lonely head
Calculating his only prayer
Not once! The calm he never finds

Off sympathy and quandary
He must survive
Careful considerations, within
To create another staggering night
Thoughts, thoughts and more

Occupy the empty space;
The lonely magician searching
Feeling, emoting, hoping, moping;
Calm that he never finds

“I am,
As is the theme
The creator of the mysterious
Of tricky variations,
The skillful orator
Smooth operator
I am” –

Of such images must he
Empower himself
With knowledge, distract himself
From justifications adapt
And thoughts react
In pride he searches
The calm he never finds

Attached to his soulless creation
Of the busy thoughtful mind
He finds himself lonely
Calculating his plight

Such is the melancholic victim
I his only friend
A prisoner by choice
Habitués is his nature;
A worrisome bloke
For nothing might he advice