I don’t know if I was lost in my thoughts, but I couldnt find me.
Crucial cost that I fought, my life fined me.
I paid for what I was made for
But in reality became a casualty because I couldn’t stay for what I prayed for.
Stress related to deep connections severed…
I met my never.
At best contagious to rate the pressure, and base your efforts.
Conceal hurt in plain sight.
Revealed it was worse in day light.
A steel night rewarded as medals for things we took for granted.
The cushions slanted as you trace why you fell in the first place.
I could drown inside this ocean of recollection
and be overtaken in the current of my former self perception.
Watch time hand you a number and tell you stand in line.
Patience? Well, I guess I’ll make myself at home.
Don’t mind me, at times my thoughts tend to roam.