Drowning in the truth of my own existence,
Like an ocean wave rolling in yet very distant.
Trying to put all the pieces of my life together,
Thoughts cascading like a wind driven feather,
Weary of eluding this life's emotional tyranny,
Unsettled by the endless political hypocrisies,
I retreat behind the walls of my own choosing, my thoughts, my dreams continue moving.
Like a strong wind filtering through the forest,
Cleansing the air and my mind of negative unrest,
I cannot change what cannot be changed, so true.