Eremetic
In the state of my silent serenity I succumb to my inner self.
Detached from the devils distorted distractions I dissipate in the distance.
Population populates and pollution profusely proclaims all province.
I am better off alone.
Tracks
Push
Once a prisoner to your unspoken selfish needs.
Your mundane love left and set me free
The push was painful, but
My wings once again spread.
From horizon to horizon
My placement in your heart has become stagnant.
So I do not argue with your decision to leave.
It’s like walking threw the mud.
But I keep on truckin’
Got to get through!
Cause if I stop and wait, I will surely dissipate.
Looking ahead, to the solid ground in the distance.
Head high and feet slush.
I push and push.
