I have dived
Into the depths of my life
And found discontentment there
The fatigue of driven efforts
Weighs on my dizzy head
Like sandbags
And I can only hope to find a new route
To re-surface
The fragility
Of this life
Reverberates around my skull
And I carry out my motions
Of pure survival
In the end
I have to open
And let go
Of all former experiences
For I have challenged head on
My very fragility and brittleness
My glass encasements shimmer
And crackle as I strive to hold
My head aloft
And locate my mission
My mission
Not the one
Others would choose for me
I am like a wax man
Whose heart burns brightly with flame
But whose body wilts
Beneath the strain
Tomorrow sometimes looms
Sometimes beckons
But the adventure
Is
A wonder
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 4:21 PM UTC
I have dived
Into the depths of my life
And found discontentment there
The fatigue of driven efforts
Weighs on my dizzy head
Like sandbags
And I can only hope to find a new route
To re-surface
The fragility
Of this life
Reverberates around my skull
And I carry out my motions
Of pure survival
In the end
I have to open
And let go
Of all former experiences
For I have challenged head on
My very fragility and brittleness
My glass encasements shimmer
And crackle as I strive to hold
My head aloft
And locate my mission
My mission
Not the one
Others would choose for me
I am like a wax man
Whose heart burns brightly with flame
But whose body wilts
Beneath the strain
Tomorrow sometimes looms
Sometimes beckons
But the adventure
Is
A wonder
29th July 2016
