Sunday, May 4

my predicament

trapped.

i want this wait to stop, i've taken action but it's still not enough.
once, it made me feel as if everything is already in place. now i know better.
that the path you plan and the path you take are two very different things.
two parallel lines, situated side by side, but will never meet.
i've done some, but clearly it's not enough.
'more' is required from me.
but i can't be in two places at once. so i have to think things through one more time.
a place to dwell, a skill to learn, a heart to leave behind.

angel of freedom, take me with you.

1 comment:

now it's your turn to talk.