Why do you feed your illusion that darkness that speaks? Why do you give in so easily, is it that you fear peace?
I see through you...I once was you...you hide in your dark smoky cloud locked in your thoughts. Give in to easily to the bad wolf that lurks.
I try to reach you but your wall is to high, it's not that I fear the height nor fear the climb. I just know that I can't heal you. It's just not your time.
Healing is a journey and one must commit, it takes courage to face yourself, to meditate and sit.
But hear in lies the issue, that you hold on to so tight, you would rather stay in the dark and run from the light.
You live in the past and wonder why it consumes you, replaying old habits that console you.
......
Why do you feed your illusion that darkness that speaks? Why do you give in so easily, is it that you fear peace?
I see through you...I once was you...you hide in your dark smoky cloud locked in your thoughts. Give in to easily to the bad wolf that lurks.
I try to reach you but your wall is to high, it's not that I fear the height nor fear the climb. I just know that I can't heal you. It's just not your time.
Healing is a journey and one must commit, it takes courage to face yourself, to meditate and sit.
But hear in lies the issue, that you hold on to so tight, you would rather stay in the dark and run from the light.
You live in the past and wonder why it consumes you, replaying old habits that console you.
......