Misaligned

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Now I won’t lie, no reason to anymore
I’d find- a place to somewhat dwell
Every now and then but never for long
Cause something over time always told me
This won’t be lasting, cause illusions never do
And excuses wear out their welcome soon
Never lasting more than a few good seasons
Pretending at love, is never a good reason
Foolishly, we lived in a battle over our truth
The sun burned out and the moon turned black
It was like the ground no longer nurtured
And I slowly died- someplace deep inside myself
Until strong changing winds blew me off
In all sorts of misdirection’s, sometimes hell
I’ve thirsted for a place outside my dreams
Beyond the pall of all visionary things
A place that never dies up and fades away
Or suddenly turns forever winter cold
It gets harder to tell with passing time
If I’ll survive long enough, to be touched
Some place where I’d just truly know
This was always Gods plan, all along
Maybe it doesn’t exist, at least for me?
Or maybe it did but I was too foolish to know
I understand, I may never really know now
Still here I am, a misplaced seeded of love
Just waiting to burrow, in the right life
All I know, is I belong- somewhere yet unknown
In the arms of a heart, I’ll finally call… home

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Poet of the Light © 2021





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