I almost want to write a poem,
but I don’t have that much brain power nor the patience for it right now.
I have no interest in grammar either
but I’m a little crazy today…
after some sudden revelations,
Waking up, seeing that presence striking me
Early in the morning you drift into my thoughts
What do I do? Wanting to run, but this virus makes muscles sore.
So I just let it be.
There was a light kindling,
it was strangely light, almost unrecognizable.
Yet it isn’t time, my speech is disabled.
Almost to evade, “it’s a trap”, truth be told,
Randomly it crept to me.
I purposefully evaded for a time, yet it was unavoidable,
as a train cannot move away from its tracks, the tracks led me to a unexpected stop
I hope it’s only a short break.
I dreamt a dream of my blood tested.
My personality revealed, as my blood stirred,
the results came true, as the display showed
as I awaken, I see
lingering in front of me
I am conflicted.
There are different paths I can take.
Being in confusion, I wait once again.
I must see more clearly, once again I investigate,
yet I must admit, I haven’t felt this way for the longest time.
The ice has melted for a little
There is still nothing yet.
Yet it lingers, a kindling
one I avoided to kindle, yet it came…
I’m not complaining about it
but now I have to wait a little longer.
hope the candles were a lie
So what now? What can I do?
I will wait, for the night is near.
Will I be able to see in that night?
Who can fit in the puzzle?
Who can stand in the deep blue?
Who dares to walk on water?
That is what I must see.
The waiting game playing still,
slowly opening the windows,
let it leak in, creep in.