Another day, riding on emotion Seldom ever breaks down but I don't have the potion, To fuel my being. Lucky to be alive but there's something I'm not seeing. Lapped around similar 'scapes Falling all the time, with all the scrapes to prove it. My body itself is a high-powered vehicle, just hope I don't lose it, Prematurely with the things I've been doing. Sometimes I see surroundings pass by but it doesn't feel like I'm moving. Reach out to those that could use it Lead them away from the mentally abusive. I'm still there though, the expression on my face even looks weak. Guess I just hit bleak patch, but again I'll maintain a satisfying streak Innocence never left, But the breaths are slowing. Used a bit of what I had left to fill up an inner tube, My body's too weak to maintain how I'm flowing. So I drift off, into another realm. A place where people are underwhelmed And stay to help each other grow. This place exists at a point in time, but when, I may never know.
So I'm taking a vacation from my mind that constructs an absurd blur, Keep living for the kids and kisses, and moments that creates blisses Love and writing are my life preservers~