The dance of time has consumed the things I once knew,
there’s never been a time I’ve been more secure,
and yet, there’s never been a time where I’ve lost so much
of the things I’ve come to know.
The voice that was being defined has been shadowed,
even now i lack the words to say.
Along the way I’ve lost the simplicities of joy,
the over complication of the do’s and don’t’s,
The endless numbers, the fortifying fears,
All these things, they cripple the ferocity I was knew.
I’ve known my mind to be the epicenter
of vision, thought, word play, passion.
It’s become clouded with the voices of others,
and ironically the voice of my own.
How treasonous.
Even now, they creep in.
The lectures, the opinions, the rationales
everything that sounds swimmingly sane,
they’re the very things that have put so much
time between then and now.
What would it be to lose it all?
To start afresh. For the very wind of God to
grab everything that is in front of me and spin it
to another realm? Would I even be able
to open the spheres of perception to grasp it?
What a battle that ensues,
between what is real and what is desired.
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