…where…

Where’d I go? Where’d I go?

I don’t know.  I. Don’t. Know.

A puzzle to solve…

The inevitable evolve?

Rhyming on purpose seems a bit trite, but in keeping with what I’ve started, let’s write…

Where’ve I been? Where’ve I been?

…you might ask and so might I…

I’ve gone within, I’ve gone within…

Time to become the butterfly?

Metaphorical sin.

I’ve been living in between for so long now

I feel that I’ve actually forgotten how

to feel, to see, to connect, to grow…

to do anything but hide, seems more apropos

I know better, of course I do – but still

here I am, hidden – yet not on a hill…

So where am I? where am I?

Oh won’t someone please…

Let me out of this prison with walls built by… (gasp) ME?

Oh, it’s me who must break the walls, you say?

It sounds so easy, so freeing, so grand…

and yet – I stay…

Safely tucked and locked in this self imposed land…

Not because I like it or can even begin to know…

How to let all the pain that holds me prisoner – go.

mother earth

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