Do I dare?
Dare to care for anyone but me?
Could it be—
someone there?
Someone there to care?
Could it be true,
that someone waits out there for me?
Why? What? How?
So many questions,
leaving me high and dry.
What spell is this you’ve woven around me—
consuming my heart,
ravaging my mind?
Spirit of Wisdom,
you know my thoughts and desires,
both light and shadow.
Enlighten me,
show me how to be whole again.
I think to myself
of all that was,
all that is,
and all that will be.
I am only me—
no more, no less,
no second-guessing.
No… not for me.
And in the aftermath,
I will smile,
looking deep into your ocean.
I cannot lose this time around—
too many hours,
too many days
spent just to think straight.
