Wake up every day
Ask the question
Is it today?
I am tired you see
If life revolves around me
The world continues on … ticking
Like a meter maid
Always checking in to be sure
I wander in my mind
Letting the wheels roll
Until its fervor has me losing my mind
I don’t want to be self-centered
So exhausting
Yet I haven’t found an option
That allows my soul to settle slowly
Years ago
I discovered stream of conscience
Words that just continue on
Holding a life of their own
Some might suggest delving meaning
Perhaps there is that
I wonder though if it’s just that easy
To grasp the spokes of that wheel
To a jolting halt
So my broken heart might rest
I so want to feel connected
Yet I haven’t found an option
My family
Wonderful, caring, driven, passionate, beautiful
In every word
There are no questions that suggest otherwise
Only a certain imbalance
A deep cavernous drought
Begging to be explored
Just out of reach
I can feel the texture of the walls
Damp and cold without anything to grasp upon
Yet slowly declining further and narrowing
Until that fear begins to settle in
Gradually my body falls
An unknown darker reality
Take my breath away
Only to forget how to stand again
Seeking some semblance of order, drifting
To a point whereby a certain peace …
I awaken to a new day.
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