My mind pacing back and forth
Every breath is frustration
I think in terms of delay
I keep replaying in my head
I’m angry and my words are jailed
The mountains they cry for my heavy soul
In between dreams I wish of better days
But some days are okay
And some days it takes hours to say
What is on my mind?
It feels I’m walking backward blind
My soul weighs heavy
My tears over flowed my cup is full
Trying to sum up chapter and verse about me
Why can’t I just be me?
Me is not good enough for thee
Walking on ground uncertain makes me unsteady
As a dive right into finding my place
Among the pool of murders
The battle keeps going…












 
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