I feel like my brain is shredding apart
A million different things stretch my heart
Tore up the script; where do I even start?
John, free to hangout? I’m about to dart
Can't help but say yes to all the invites
Running around with all these socialites
Not enough sports but I'm tired of the bikes
Looking around wishing I was taking flights
They telling me I should just be patient
Odd, I thought I was your patient
My heart's been shown to the medic tent
It's a hopeless case, all my time was spent
Attacks start to rain on my castle wall
"Don't get up again, you're going to fall!"
"You can't focus, oops you dropped the ball!"
"You're lost in the clouds about to stall!"
I've had enough I'm breaking free
Dark One won't be the warden of me
I'll follow the King, you just watch and see
About to leave my cell, finally found the key
This is the contour of life John. Your poetic and direct description of what pulls at your mind, heart, and body is what the rational man deals with. “The unexamined life is not worth living” and yet sometimes we stand to scream, “to hell with the examined life, let me live the apparently normal and boring life of my neighbor who seems to be getting in just fine”. This ignores the facts I’m faced with, what’s in front of me that’s so challenging to wrestle with. The fact of my existence, my personal existence, if I am personally given life then so too is everyone else. There is a common fabric that binds us, but that makes me responsible for the other. You and I are intimately tied up by our very existence, the fact we met is a greater gift altogether. Let’s turn to Him together; the One who makes this all possible
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