Inhale Peace; Exhale Love. Joy will Follow! - RUELHA
Thought I had it all sorted In my head, exact routes plotted Yet, I can’t find my way home Aimlessly, I seem to roam The worst was over Never again to be a pushover Promised myself this Feelings, I’d dismiss Only practicality rules the throne Human still, with flesh and bone To mere subjects, still listening Their inputs, only to be crippling I sure do have the keys But at these crossroads, I freeze The endpoint is just happiness and bliss So many routes, one could be the abyss So, I can’t find my way home Paralyzed with the fear syndrome The consequence of every decision At this point, weighed to precision Are my anxieties and fears limiting me? Preventing me from what could be If only the past, I could erase These scars, no longer traced Maybe, then I’d know Which direction to go All roads could take me…
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