Passing the Test
Feeling the pain as the solstice is waning
Counting the days till the end brings me home
Keeping a smile through the mess I am wading
Wondering why I am here all alone
Lost in a dreamscape of past tense distractions
Spent too much time with my foot on the floor
Watching the clock seems my new fascination
Boy is it slow, so much now than before
Can’t wait that long behind rush hour traffic
Winter is near and it’s colder than hell
What can I do if my heart isn’t in it
Who out there cares if I’ve something to tell
Taking each step with my eyes facing forward
Still indecision becomes my new friend
Where would I be if I traveled this distance
Without direction and no place to end
Oh well, it seems that the road I am walking
Will lead me back to the place I can rest
If I pursue what my life has been missing
All at the same time while passing the test
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018
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