Cul De Sac

I thought it would change but I see the world through the same frame.

I knew it wouldn't be easy but not so misleading that I cannot find my way.

So, Today I walk away, not knowing the way back to yesterday.

Before all this strife.

Before these lies that took me away.

I'm saying, I can't get back, their lies falling from the cul de sac.

From the cold-shoulder attack from the lack of attention of my peers because I went facing my fears.

And not to mention I did it for years.

Call it murder of the five fears. A pile of dried tears.

With a phoenix arise veers of technique and methods, I tried for years.

I don't know if you know how it goes to sit there froze.

Thinking that you might just explode from the intent you hold.

One day, I couldn't stop and the concentration went pop, I couldn't stop.

I'm focusing on the spot.

I'm knowing not how to stop then another pop, pop. Pop!

The mind stop.

When am I gonna grind stop?

I'm trying to put the T.O.E down but it's grinding away my toenail.

I'm trying not to fall back down that hole now.