I have spent my days in meditation,
a certain form of recreation,
my minds tuned into the station...
that produces melancholy tunes.
i go and find a place to hide,
to swim in my conflicted mind,
try and find some peace inside...
why won't my thoughts just juxtapose.
there is no hope for linear thinking,
i can't help my focus sinking,
can't find sensible ways of linking,
a thousand untied knots.
trying to maintain my composure,
trying to find a little closure,
i'll keep looking thats for sure...
that time when it all makes sense.
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