I’m still processing it all.
The rise;
The fall.
The mind that thought it knew what to do.
The heart that wandered to places and faces;
in search of brand new.
I’m still finding ways to unravel and feel;
What left me unbound.
in a space of unreal.
Living to a new tune;
But still not fully sure.
Theres purpose in this;
And what’s it for?
I’m still placing my trust;
though some moments with fragility.
In the only one who knows everything I am;
Who holds the essence of me.
~You Lord.