Doing Something

The sun rose the following day brought new happenings the surroundings stirred and the day started with the same thought  though waist-deep in quicksand "I will do better today". Sat on the working chair took a cup of tea hoped that it will be sweet started to mend the broken rhythm went low and above a place somewhere unknown  so consumed that  I faded. My tea had gone cold By the time I came to earth Had gone seven more inches down My thoughts went to overdrive then I remembered the promise The reason that I try "I am here for you" My tea tasted bitter But I tried.

She had already left home when she decided that this was the wrong path. All that success that came by evaded the biggest why. Why was she thrust upon this world? Left years behind some forgotten in the dust some gone behind lust something amiss; she has to find What is she Looking for? She had already decided there is no going back wanted to shake off  the feeling left home to be free What is she trying to escape? Now she is standing at the cliff not knowing what to do It's not that she lived for years she doesn't see any reason to Should she jump or stay?

                                                              At first, it was just one road and I had one job; hold those fingers learn and fall because they'll hold you through and after your fall And I fell and I learned went through the unknown and smiled through it all. So what changed? Those hands stayed reassured to support the unknown still posed the hurdle and everything is the same but there are no steps there are no waves let alone a ripple no fall and smiling through it all. So why afraid?