Introspection

Silent tongues and tired eyes Swollen lips and sleep deprived Heavy burdens, mucus glued Straining pains of goals pursued End result in mind’s eye sight Dreams avoiding damaged plights Aching backs with loads unneeded Back pack stuffed with prayers unheeded Psycho babble outweigh much reason Nomadic factual fiction season Fueled by vengeance, uncovered deceit The taste converts to bitter sweet As hope and faith shake hands with grace And sunburn recalls past mistakes Somewhere in the middle of this journey Unstable life erupts with fury The path less traveled tells the story Of basking soon in morning glory Where vague desires soon become Baked and cemented by rays of the sun