Puff puff pass how long can this battle last?
How long until Life finds me here, sitting on my ass.
Want to move but I can’t seem to find the energy,
guess I this little Grove isn’t doing so groovy.

I am trying, but sometimes I swear I catch myself caught up in a feeling.
All tangled up in intermixing frequencies until it feels like I am melting.
A damn chameleon, here I go again melding into my surroundings.
If the shoe fits, thought of it, couldn’t get a grip.
whiplash, turn me right around again,
won’t trip once I see and know I’m not where I’ve been.
Uncharted territory, I have no choice but to jump in.

I won’t know until I try it, shoe by shoe I’m bound to find the right fit.
Not one wears me well, just a little row boat looking for an island to call home.
A little lost ship wandering, watching, witnessing the high seas around me.
blow for blow, here we go again, as low as I have ever been.
This time I’m finding all the cracks from where I need to mend.

Bent, twisted, aqueous and all ’cause I resisted with persistence.
At least I’m consistent, invested in wrestling until it’s humorless to me,
F*** this journey at this moment, I’m over it, let me be.
I’m beaten down and alone, I’m standing then,
exhaustion sets in, and I’m resolved to sitting still.

Puff puff let the storm pass, skin deep please.
Sinking in and resting internally, feeling wearier as I’m walking.
In the moment, these complaints flow through me privately.
A sincere bitch fest, me and this pen, discussing; who what where, and when,
while I digest all this, just me and Infinity bouncing and projecting.

The Uni feeds me perfectly, like REM sleep,
quietly listening and reflecting, enlightening the scene.
I’m left observing every illuminated word passing through me.
Translating this energy is ethereal and strange to see.
Cue the serendipities, the endless flow of life, so free.