Deluded myself yet again

Bored to death and lax with complacency

… a particular niche for you and me

And although my desires were not met

It somehow felt comfortable didn’t it?

The alternative much more harrowing a thought

…so I created a narrative that I could live with

Break the chains

Break the shackles

Be free

Autonomy is the answer

To the mystery it seems

Awareness and conscious perception viewing things in reality

Reflection

Intuition telling you the way to go

But why do you not follow?

Born in a river village

Do not ask me as if I do not know

You see that it is resounding

And I know that it shows

What makes me stick out like a sore thumb

In the village makes me at home

When I breathe in that fresh air

The feeling like nothing I’ve ever known

This is where I’m home grown

This is where I belong

The place I’ve been searching for and I have always longed for

Unreal the way it unfolds

Pinching myself every step of the way

Definitely like a dream world that has me under sway

I fell so hard

I felt a rush in my head

And I have not recovered since

Ever since that fateful day

My mind is spaced out and in a haze

I can not seem to think straight

My senses in an apathetic state

It was not a lovely thing

A prisoner can grow to identify with her captor

Or sometimes even love him

In this case a parting you would think would be a blessing

… is instead a double bind.. double edged sword in it’s rendering

More than an afterthought

Or an option #C

This vessel will not end me

Even if you do not see it for me

It is my own responsibility

To repel that which does not suit me

That which does not complement

The organic and spiritual substance

Which is upheld

No time to waste

With low vibrational energies

Out to vamp my spirtual harmony

I shan’t be unbalanced needlessly