It is simple.
I am here in reality, living by the guidelines given to me at birth.
I am taught to think the way that they think, do what they do.
I am effortlessly staring into the tranquil waters of my memory.
Yet still, I turn my head from my heart and follow the set guidelines.
I convince myself that I must be bound to them and sit harmoniously with my surroundings.
Yet my body is struck with lightning from the terrible storm.
The tranquil waters suddenly begin to flood; Something is not right.
My mind falls upon this anonymous being seeming to draw me closer.
Thunder erupts from the wake of the flood inside me.
This is temptation.
I am not like them; I have my own guidelines.
An explosion of sound erupts in my silent fellowship.
I have found myself and I see who disturbs my solitude.
They will never know, for I will contain my temptation.
I am faultless to my heart.
It is complex.
oh paigey.
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