The scream inside, the true self stuck in a cage wanting to get out, I have the key, paralyzed unable to unlock, witness, watching, waiting for the shift, when my eyes can see and the silence returns, the peace does come most days, on the days it does not, I wonder why, why do I allow it, knowing I am powerful, yet I suffer as I hear the noise, waiting, for this shall pass, it always does, and so it shall be, namaste.
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