Reading majic's journal

Well, I'd like to share with you guys the next journey that my mind took tonight. Here is a transcript. Enjoy! =)

An Army Of Ideas

an army of ideas,
all trapped inside my head,
they're brewing an escape plan,
lest they all be dead,
they're plotting with their peers,
to stage a preemptive strike,
to explode into the open,
for fear of being trite,
conspiring with my memories,
they script their best escape,
and set the plan for midnight,
a moment not to late,
they think that I'll be sleeping,
not aware of their cause,
but I'll be lurking in the shadows,
all dressed in camouflage,
my breath will be held steady,
my hands quick as light,
I'll fight them back one by one,
until the end of night,
and when the morning comes,
I'll search the ground below,
to see who is living,
and who did surely go,
then in solemn servitude,
I'll gather them in check,
and stuff back inside my mind,
then harken retrospect,
I'll analyze my senses,
and how they missed their plea
and why my ideas would wander,
and want to be free,
I'll interrogate my eyes,
for what they might have seen,
I'll ask them many questions,
and why they could be so mean,
and not warn me sooner,
upon the pending plight,
that my ears heard the whispers,
of the ensuing flight,
my nose failed to smell,
the bitterness of their scheme,
my tongue could not taste,
the sweetness of their dream,
infact all but intuition,
let me down that day,
and worked feverishly against me,
to keep their work from fray,
but deep down I knew,
about their evil game,
to overthrow my constitution,
and fill me full of shame,
but in the end I succeeded,
and kept them all at bay,
and never in the end,
did my resolve seem to stray.