I need some divine intervention

My mind is instrumental in my demise

My heart and soul are growing tired

I’m cutting ties

With anything that limits my climb.

I’m just finding my stride

but i should be writing

it’s kinda sickening

I’ve been moving on my own time.

This is a piece of my peace of mind .

A piece of my crumbling life

Mending through time.

Lies Meddling,

They damage what’s right.

Aligning with nature’s good vibes

Craving more than then everyday paradigm.

Every moment in time.

Is energy gained, lost, or left behind.

We’re all intertwined.

It’ll be fine.

As long as I can stop racing and pacing

To things that’ll never leave me behind.