Can you live
within the uncertainty?
The chaos
that sometimes
encircles me.
Could you sail,
when I'm feeling
lost at sea?
when the wind
isn't blowing my sails
the direction I need.
If I need a hand
because I'm feeling alarmed.
Would you just raise a middle finger?
Or offer a whole arm
to guide me along?
I'm okay when my brain is calm,
but when my head clouds over
and senses the storm.
I sometimes need someone
who will just hold me tight.
Will you be that embrace,
like a gentle moonlight?
Could you be
the gentle tide
on my storm ravaged sea?
Would you take me aside,
and speak gently?
Like a soft breeze
on a summers day.
Whispering that things would be okay
or would you berate?
Trying to make me feel self-hate
for not always being able
to navigate
these high fences in my head.
I need a guide,
sometimes
I need someone
to take the wheel and drive.
And when my legs
won't walk
in a straight line,
and the road is
twisting corners
in my mind,
will you pull out a map
and show me things will be fine.
Thanks for reading
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