I lost my essence
My straight talking
Swearing
Sarcastic
Essence

I lost my essence
My crude
Laughing
Hedonistic
Essence

I lost my essence
My deep feeling
Creative
Heart on sleeve
Essence

I'm finding my essence.

What a difference a day makes
24 evolving hours
As the earth turns a new leaf
Beauty blossoms from our sours

We found an enchanted key
And put it in the lock
Turned it till the light burst out
And energy began to flock

We tuned back in the radio
To a frequency with a mark
No more long lost crackle
But a station with a spark

The flowers have started to bud
The clouds have started to go
The walls have started to melt
The light has started to glow

Sometimes i don't want to be tethered to yesterday
It's nicer to forget
But having eyes wide to the future
Requires retrospective respect

To reach the top of maslow's pyramid
You have to knock down the walls
Reshuffle all the cards
And see where they might fall

Your peccadillo was just a trigger
To the burst of autumn red
I've awoken from my torper
And turned reality on its head.

You called yourself the villain
But that's not entirely true
It takes two to tango
And turn a marriage blue

I'm sorry for my role
In this tragic play
I'm peeling off the layers
And revealing more each day

I'm not sure of our stories
And how they will evolve
But I'm sorry for our problems
Of which the causes we will solve.

I took my eyes out
Plugged my nose & ears
Burnt all my taste buds
Avoided touching my fears

I covered everything in a blanket
Of 'it has to be ok'
My main goal to achieve
Every single day

I snuffed all the light out
And let the laughter drown
I squashed all my emotions
Deep deep down

Time to unplug the senses
Untether what is deep and dark
Unlock all the emotions
Release the long lost spark.

Swinging wildly
With a deafening stroke
Air spilling from my lungs
Making me choke.

For richer, for poorer
For better, for worse
Am I under a spell
Or am I under a curse?

I spiral from strong
To weak in a breath
Solo to dual
I've done it to death.

I love you, I hate you
I feel so much more
I want you, can't stand you
Am spent on the floor.

When will I settle?
When will I know?
Will it be when my heart
Or my head tells me so?

How can I anchor
These pendulum thoughts?
Until then I will be
Out of all sorts.