Perhaps
I’m sitting here alone
Wondering what my next thought might be
Perhaps I should write a poem, a workout, a diet?
Or perhaps, talk to someone in need?
Do I presumptuously seek them out?
Or do they seek me?
You never know the battle brewing inside
Perhaps it’s just part of humanity
So why do I focus so much on troubled thoughts?
Thoughts of suffering occur so easily
Am I the only one who feels this way?
Perhaps not - perhaps it’s my perspective and geography?
So when I write my thoughts on paper
I begin to see the internal workings of my mind
An introduction to my self-created narrative
Perhaps an awakening to the conflict that presides
So as I sit in the moment
Alone with all my thoughts – my life philosophy
I accept, I acknowledge these thoughts
Perhaps that’s the Truth that sets me free?
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