I can’t help but find
That in this broken time
I am no longer in a bind
Because I’m a mime
But scrambled up in my mind
Are the consequences of mine
When feelings cannot unwind
My thoughts and emotions
Are creating commotion
When the notions aren’t in motion
Therefore I have an aberration
The path that I’ve have walked
Leads not to what I’ve thought
This is why I’m blocked
And in that I fought
This dreaded adumbration I’ve made up.
I no longer live a life of passion
Only steady in the stagnant waters
I await a course for direction
In which there are no barters
Maybe this avulsion is necessary
Because I make decisions of arbitrary.
Maybe I hastened momentarily
Forgetting my responsibility
He needed to wake me up
Stir me from my slumber
Distract me from my cup
Pour me a new fiber
The fibrous masses around my bones
That removes all the stones
In which I am able to realize I’m home
Maybe the broken tissue inside of me
Is my relationship with the father and me
No longer discussing decisions over tea
But silently hating each other, being bitter indeed
Prolly because he’s bothering me
The hope I had of the future is changing
I don’t know what’s to come
I had a dream that was ragging
I thought it was your wisdom
But it could be my path unwinding
You’re much wiser than I
But I feel distant lacking tie
Beneath the skies
You try and whisper but I just want a flashing sign
Impatient frustrated and exhausted
I’m terrified of what the future might hold
Unwilling to hear of the hope you told
No longer to keep my feet in this mold
I cannot hear but wish to know
Where do I go from here?
So now you know the fear
Of which I tow
To you’re feet
Where I lay them at
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Now what? Where do I go? Please give me peace in the process.
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