Can't forever be at the base
for I'm constantly aiming at the zenith
it's still unknown when I'll be handed my flowers
for right now I'm a baker starved of flours
Where does this bring me?
in the middle ? where there's no going back or forward?
sitting calmly while taking a gaze
then I realize how stucked I am in a maze
anxious and paranoid like a labourer who needs a raise
Can we just take a break from life's worries?
just a little?
to test the limit of our souls;
and the power of the light
we shall behold
can we dive;
into the deep?
to test the boundaries;
Of what we think is possible
till this reality, becomes our dreams.
These silent thoughts are always the loudest noisemakers
can't wait to see what's on other side
surviving this life's strong tides
is really a thing
quitters never win
and that I'm not ready to be.