fieldus1

Here I stand torn and hurt
Looking ahead, glancing back
I'm searching for an exit
A way off my well trodden road
Because over to my right
Is a hidden path
hiding its wonders from my sight.
The road I'm on is not scary
It's just full of other travlers
some of them better and some worse than me
I search for one as unique as me
And find that they're mostly the same
But if I look deeper, I see
They are not all the same
But hidden in a wall of conformity.
I look around and see a wall
But this one is not like theirs
It's a different wall, and its cracked.
Blue emotions oozes out from its gaps
This is what informs me I'm on the wrong road
But deep inside I hope it stops
Because the old wall protected me for so long
It protected me from misery, pain and anger
So that inside I may remain calm
With depression protecting me from life
Over time, it changed the rules.
To fight or be fought, to distrust or be distrusted.
But now I see.
I need to let these blue emotions out of me
And so I begin to remove the bricks
One by one they go
All the while a war fights inside my mind
But still I can break free
So that one day I may travel
Along the other stepping stones to find
The wonders of the other road
And discover the real me. I do hope I'm not alone on that road, your invited.