At the helm of knowing the truth,
somewhere, far off your comfort zone,
on the tiller of becoming
someone's shadow,
In a slow motion to diversity
quite certain of a million ways to succeed,
only to get fastened and lost in a cold world

At the notion of love being a
heartache, nothing but pain
Much as you can't recognise the man in the mirror,
the door to your heart remains
closed,
to the sharing of your troubled
times
When you thought your head was standing upright,
your body firmly on your feet, the wind came tossing your joy away,
your confidence got swept aside
and your innerself drooped
When you walked to the dead end
but still wanted to breath,
your soul willing to live,
your heart yearning to give
when you were seated on your
bed,
your face wrapped in your hands,
whispering to yourself ,
that it will be alright,
Thats when you dig too deep to
find yourself