My world is a secluded one four walls constantly surround me my ceilings hang low as I watch and listen.
My mind is constantly on a journey as I remember yesterday as though it was today. I'm in a twilight daze as I desperately grasp and hold on to the reality of my ending beginning. Around every corner is remembrance my doors are shackled and bound.I'm secure in my stronghold my mind allows me to frolic within my thoughts for only there am I content.
A world where is, once was and what was will be. Even though I feel content within the four corners that captivate my world, pain and sorrow is constantly there waging war within my members guiding me to and fro.
When I am strong is when I'm at my weakest point for my endeavor to remain strong toggles me to a breaking point. I'm ravished with preponderance I gloat in my misery my aid fails me when my heart is full of pain. With every breath that I consume releases suffering when I exhale. My right hand firmly holds the left as I wonder as I think.
And though I'm surrounded by these four walls I will be okay for yesterday was, today is and tomorrow shall be.