Starting Over

18. August 2005

Can this really be real
Why do I feel so confused
What lost understanding has
Sailed beneath my gaze
on these troubled waters

It was so simple I was told
Cause and effect
But what caused these affects
This is not what I wanted
Oh no, not at all

Have faith I am told
Faith? What faith is this?
The simple certainainty that
life equals strife
That’s of little use to me

Bah! I give up
I push no longer
Set me free from this
and this, yes, all of this
I want to sail free

I need to be free
and in such a moment I
glimpse the shadow of an understanding
Lurking behind the rantings of my mind
Freedom is a choice perception

Hidden only by my attachment
To the nobility of suffering
Martyred to the cause of fear and pain
Enough
I am free to respond as I please!

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