to follow or lead?

my writing reflected the many state my soul mind and body been in.

many fractures fractured my sentences, punctuated tire, fluctuating love.

many times i've sat at the deck and rode out a thought and it fluctuated long before i could follow it the way it deserves to actualization.

many times i treated as if it was actualized,

ESPECIALLY, when it wasn't.

i take a drag from my cigarette

get lost in a word choice i made,

and decorate around it.

all the little impulses, the sounds that are followed

we demonstrated in earlier poems that you are a follower. follower of the sounds, thoughts and things that arise.

and then i choose

i choose not to be dictated by things and lead

cause my poems also said lead never follow

don't choose which is witch,

choose what to feel.