Lines Are Drawn

Life's one of those things... Love is another one of those things. This poem/song was written about a journey I've recently had to make within myself, away from love, away from something I thought was meant to be endless and invincible. I had to walk away for a number of reasons, and I regret the fact it had to happen every day. But now comes a new dillema for myself. I have noone to lean on, no emotional constant in my life.

Ultimately this describes that I've realised I do have people aroudn me that care... but I need to carry myself as well.

“lines are drawn”

The lines are drawn clearly in the sand
It’s time I turned around and walked away
Hug the shoreline and curse the wind
Nothing can end before it begins

My feet remain planted on the ground
I’ve never wished upon a star
Everything that happens, happens
Everything that is, is

This life can feel so cold, so alone
Something we know as we’re growing old
There’s warmth in the world, coming back again
I refuse to build myself on broken dreams

This feeling is overwhelming
I’m not sure I’ve felt this way before
A sense of self, a sense of purpose
A feeling that I know this life is mine

I didn’t get here by myself
And I won’t go on alone
I’m surrounded by a few
That gives me consciousness

No more feeling directionless
No more wasted time
No more insecurity
No more, No more

I look for guidance within myself
I look to you for something else
This walk is long, and it is hard
I won’t be left still wanting more