i’m somewhere buried beneath the words.
screaming at the top of my lungs yet somehow i remain unheard.
at some point even the lines became blurred.
traction was lost causing my involuntary swerve.
i become a victim to my own emotions.
even despite the continued devotion and..
commitment really just disguised as resentment.
there’s a trouble brewing and it’s deep within my spirit.
if you put your ear to my heart you can even listen.
hear it breaking, it molding, it stretching its limits.
but one of the keys in life is knowing that you can shift it.
find a rhythm.
create a system.
create the life that.. you want to live in.
all it requires is when your heart speaks..
for you to the listen.

for you to trust your intuition.

to just remember what it feels like.. to be living.

»B.Don