That grips me
Day in, day out
I wait for its arms to unfold
Leave me, as i was.
And in this hope, i lie
I wait
My soul in the dark
Flighty as ever.
It is me i seek
As i lay bound
Dreaming of forest floors
Vines entwining my feet.
I'm scattered, into million pieces
Can't get myself together
Cannot stop foggy thoughts
From moving towards insanity
And then i wait, the binds come free
And i am held tight again
My head rests against steady beats
And i am breathing again
My forest floors and vines in bloom
Have come to life
And just like that my restlessness bids farewell, and i sleep.
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