Troubled waters and scattered thoughts
My mind is as troubled waters
Touched by the breath of the wind.
There is unsettlement which I cannot escape.
Though I feel a deep unhappiness at the thought,
I cannot squeeze from its grasping fingers.
Tendrils of uncertainty coil about my form
Threatening to enter within;
Even as I begin to know who I am,
They twist and turn turbulently.
How can I overcome these shards of curiosity
Embedded deep in my soul...
Shall I yank them out one by one
And face the depths of my debalancement?
Looking into the pinholes of darkness
What will I see returning my fearful gaze?
Will the eyes of the truth unravel me completely
Or will I overcome their powerful aura?
How am I to know unless I try.
Perhaps it is unwise...
But what else is there for us in these short lives we live?
Reality cannot be ignored - it will suffocate you with it's inevitability
Whether you have the strength to stand its current
Or not.
