Stability at last
Peace of mind is finally achieved
I can stand still in this vast sea
Balance and calm as any other
So what's the whispering in my ear
Why do I glance behind me one too many times
What impending wave do I have to fear
No not terror or fright I think this discomfort
With my heart being at ease
Because I have to wonder if this is really me
A boy so engulfed and accustomed to tragedy, pain, and loss
To a man that stands tall and collected among the most daring adventures
Who is it that I see in the mirror these days
Is it really me can I maintain my identity when nothing is shaking
Perhaps this isn't who I used to be
And maybe just maybe that's okay
To stand eyes forward and head held high
Even as the rain spits in my face
C.N. / Words written in the sky that is my mind
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 3:46 PM UTC
Stability at last
Peace of mind is finally achieved
I can stand still in this vast sea
Balance and calm as any other
So what's the whispering in my ear
Why do I glance behind me one too many times
What impending wave do I have to fear
No not terror or fright I think this discomfort
With my heart being at ease
Because I have to wonder if this is really me
A boy so engulfed and accustomed to tragedy, pain, and loss
To a man that stands tall and collected among the most daring adventures
Who is it that I see in the mirror these days
Is it really me can I maintain my identity when nothing is shaking
Perhaps this isn't who I used to be
And maybe just maybe that's okay
To stand eyes forward and head held high
Even as the rain spits in my face
C.N. / Words written in the sky that is my mind
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