Feeling awful literal
A punch speaking guttural
No metaphor no allegory
try to chill, hide my glory
Rest relax rewind and find
The mind spinning in reverse
Behind complacency, adjacent, see, to normalcy
The roar, the sea, the ocean of devotion
To the status quotion
Never pictured myself there
But I got quite the scare
I closed my eyes
And saw those guys
Like quicksand quickly sinking
But I believed in all my thinking
So I kept up, kept on
Let bygones be bye gone
Had to keep digging
And see where Iām going
So much to keep learning
So much to be knowing