As I furrow myself into the grooves and bends of the warm couch cushions I wonder is this what life is going to be like?
Spending most days back and forth through the house
traveling the same distance
never going forward
Nothing is calculated anymore
everything's outdated
Peddling and pushing of the next step
Because you know you can't stay here
What if I just wanna lay low for awhile?
Think of a more practical plan
So I won't be here again
It's like the gears are turning
The rubber is burning
But I am all but idle
Not ideal
But "it's life"
Seemingly the go to answer when something inexplicably world rocking, earth shattering, mind numbing, word jumbling happens
And I am suppose to stick with it
...Keep pushing
What if I just wanna say no for awhile?
Refuse everything
All the offers
Why burden you with my troubles?
Why bare another load just as hefty as your own?
What if I just wanna just go for awhile?
I have no idea where but far away from here
Walk a couple miles with no destination
Take off my shoes
Detach my body from my mind and run away and go
Soulless on earth
Does that weaken me?
Does that make me a slave to another human, mark, or spirit?
I'm drifting on and off a tangent of bunched up feelings reeling in and out of woke consciousness, realms of reality, and diluted dreaming
