Seismic Shift

Rounded up by misery. Trapped in my depression. Banging on the walls that I built myself. So strong and foundationed, years of turmoil. Blood, sweat and tears. Nothing to be proud of though. After all these years, all I have to show for myself is burnt bridges and rough waters. I'm stranded on an island I call myself. Can I get out of here alive? I need to sustain and survive. Dropping to my knees I see my burdens being lifted off. Could it have been this easy? Although letting go is far from it. Holding on to ceaseless pain, so familiar, mistaken for a companion. Shutting it out seems to be the hardest. Creating a void of panic. My identity seems to be lost now. Without it, I am nothing. Or am I? I find myself trying to find my way out without the seismic shift in reality. Can I find my way back to myself? Solitary confinement wouldn't do. Agonizing trials of loving myself. Each time breaking my heart. Should I just give up? Get lost in thoughts and opinions that pierce through my soul. Perhaps I already have. Undoubtedly, my heart's desire for freedom is annihilated by familiarity. Casting out reason to remove these chains and undress myself of the tribulations and consequences I've worn for too long. It's time to do the laundry, time for a makeover. Time for a seismic shift.

Journeys - Halfway To Nothing

Now tell me something real. These feelings I feel. Perplexed emotions, stale blood that runs through my veins. Thinking of yesterday. This nostalgic feel. I can't try doing this without you. I can't believe this truth. Dawn is going to break soon. I'll be left to pull through. The end result is the war I'm waging on. No casualties determined. And I'm crossing my fingers and pinky promises. Holding my breath, closing my eyes. This could all be gone in a blink of an eye. So I'm looking up and staring beyond the sky. Now I'm praying for you, for you and I. In desperation I seek solace from my rapid beating heart. Stay still in solitude and grasp at something new. But I can't pull away. This new found ecstasy has taken over my mind. I can't find the words to touch your heart. Or phrases to move you away from the doubt's that evade the inner peace of your soul. If wishes came true, we'd skip the other heartaches and find ourselves whole. Embarking on journeys never done before. Hands held together striding and riding it on forever. We can do this. I got you, you got me and we'll make half that wish come true. Embark on journeys never done before. Holding hands, seeing each other through. Once again, I got you.