BROKEN
I am the shadow of my own creation. Scattered across the land searching to find the man I am supposed to be. Longing to be free from the chains of my mind to unwind the hands of time and somehow turn over this hourglass. But alas it’s no use. This world is too obtuse to understand the likes of me as I travel endlessly limping like an injured squirrel trying to cross the road. For this load that I bear is far greater than I ever feared. And that scares me to tears.
All my life I have searched for that one constant thought that would be my beginning. Instead I keep on sinking further into this quicksand of failures. I fear that I have endured far too much in this life that this strife I feel will forever keep me still. As I lose touch with all that is real.
Broken and shattered my mind tries to keep up with the beats of my heart, pulling me away from this infinite pain. But it runs too deep inside my veins that I am unable to get away from these thoughts that lead me astray.
The question is, “What’s stopping me”? The road is right there in front of me, to cross the path to uncertainty…
4-18-12
