Contemplation
Cool breeze on a winter’s day, where’d she go? Time is a friend, foe, something in between Life, strange as it is, moves faster than slow Stuck in a rut, ten feet deep, so routine. How do I break free, make my life anew? Find the strength, break the binds that restrain me The answer’s there, yet blind by my mind’s coup. Reaching dark depths, a futile inquiry Troubles, like my shadow remains constant Running now brings companionship of one Ache as both the Plaintiff and Respondent Heretofore, wallow’s a future of none Today starts a new and leaves past behind Free from the former, darkness I unbind.