Vicious how the cycle that we think that we are stuck in can be.
Happy is distanced from me.
Your light had interested me.
It’s different to me.
I’m seeing all the things I could be…

It’s my demon v me.

I’m needing both hands .

One to write my mission in the lines i know it’s God’s plan.

When your light refracts I catch new patterns i’m convinced that only david can see.

It’s second nature to me , 
to grab that light tight in my free hand.

And amplify it in the way that only i can.

These are the roots that hold us strong.
When internal weather storms, and im feeling quite sad.

Because my happy grows distanced from me.

But my soul glows when her presence twines its way into my life’s path.

I keep my tears to myself, no one to turn to when the night passes.