Under A Rock

Silence when I'm watching the inside of my eye lids till I cry tears of believing in enlightenment.

When I'm catching no sight of it.

So, I wait and hide thus to beside it as I'm biting the dust.

When I'm finding it tough to be realigning the trust for a higher power.

That's wanting Me to be trying this stuff.

I'm not seeing the signs so I'm now, denying the lust for a dividing of us.

I'm not reading the lies so I vow to be defying the craft for a rewriting of love.

I'm lost without the second side of the cloth between the guide and what's not.

I hide under my rock.