I'm seeking something
But I've yet to discover what, or who it is
Do I pray each night and day for freedom of my mind?
Or is it freedom from my mind?
As I swim deeper into the labyrinth of our own making, I find my knowledge of treading water tires me more than the action

This awakening I have been hit with so suddenly
Despite burdening, gave me unbelievable reassurance
Yes
Reassurance of the memory, recognition and realization that I chose to be good...
Or maybe it is the reassurance of my choosing not to partake in the so called delights
The delights of those shadows disguised in their outlines of light
Who frolic menacingly through what should unite us
But I am lonely
It seems so far, as far as my mind allows me to see, that I am isolated
In this constant claustrophobia

My righteousness lifts me and tells me I can make a difference
But I'm yet to cut the umbilical chord of one to their facade of fantasy
So I fight on
And in times of exhaustion, disappointment, sadness
The streams flowing through me still run
Reminding me that they can carry the weight a little while
Showing me that what I seek is attainable as they flow
Feeding my body, and my heart with the only proof of what there could be
Yes, the love of parents
The love.
Love.
Remember love.