The mess which is the inside of my head
The ongoing war, that forces me back to bed
Stop pushing, Stop pressurizing
Stop forcing, Stop analyzing
Stop in the name of sanity..
Stop when it becomes too much
There's only so much a person can take
There can otherwise be too much at stake
Time will tell, Time will reveal all
Time is on my side, Time is all I've got
Don't try to prove it any longer
Don't try to push even when it's stronger
Eventually it will become clear
Eventually I will know what it is
I'm not to let the confusion create a mess
I'm not to let the frustration cause me stress
It's all comes with the territory
It's all part of the process
I'm here for a reason, and not because it's easy
I'm not to get freaked out, and just let myself feel queasy
"Feeling lost again when days ago I'd been found. My answers of days ago are again transformed into questions."
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