.....these whispers are dangerous,
No longer yours,
My life is a secret,
Yet why?
I'm doing nothing wrong,
Being faithful,
Being honest,
With myself?
I'm trying to find something that once was,
It's there, I can feel it,
Just not in its entirety,
It lacks passion,
Or maybe that is I?
My life is here,
My heart is here,
I gotta go back,
I need to.
If there is truth,
Just a chance,
An opportunity,
I gotta take it,
How ever small.
I know it's difficult to understand,
With all that's gone before,
I struggle to with this turnaround,
But I gotta go with what feels right,
Feels real,
Comfortable if you will.
It will either work or it won't,
Simple.
If it doesn't then at least I will know,
My heart will know,
And my head too.
For its the not knowing,
The confusion,
The blinding void of indecision that eats my soul.
Now at least I can fly,
Or just flutter a little,
But it's on my terms,
My pace,
My turf.
I had to go here,
I'm so sorry,
I just had to......
Sugar x
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3 comments:
Mmmmm.
The delicious play between wisdom and want.
Hope it has worked out for you
Rock on
Can't tell if you're coming or going with this one.
Coming, I hope.
(Sugar Sugar!)
Rock on
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