LOST

The sounds are disorienting.

The pictures are not lucid.

Here i stand.

And then i hit.

Pain is real,

Thorough breaths of struggle.

Peace in pieces.

Its time is to heal.

Mind is slow,

winds are swift.

Depth is unstable.

Thoughts are feeble.

Love is rare,

Money is fair.

Wheels are heavy,

Changes , i care.

The only ans to my que is,

IS !

Because day and night,

i want to free my mind.

I tried so hard,

but once,

i didn't feel,

the morning's dawn.

Can u read my mind,

Anticipation?

Observation?

Or just deliverance?

Deserts,

Beaches,

Mountains,

Or Eternity?

Summits,

Space.

Sun.

Or Mars?

Stardom.

Adventure.

Business

Myself?

Sex,

Drugs,

Ethics,

Or Gimmicks?

Gigs,

Tours,

Steady,

Or Unstoppable?

Invincible,

Strongest,

Introvert,

Or Inspiration?