Wednesday, December 9, 2020

Myself

Bondage of a somewhat voluntary kind
Born of this place only of spirit
River of life flowing towards fate
I thought it was just stuff that happened
Patterns lost to my methods of escape
Here I am
Here I shall stay until
My function has been fulfilled
Voice lost in so many questions
Lost in the middle
I'm not going to get easy answers
Probably no answer at all
There is something sacred here
Something beautiful here
Dangerous here
Vortex hiding just underneath the surface
I perceive it but I don't understand
I am this thing but I don't recognize
Myself intertwined