Hide

Hide

Pressure within you

Can really just spin you

When you know all you need to

But the fear makes you not do

Night

Fight

With all

You’re might

To do only things in your life those are right

 

Procrastination breeds frustration

When we fear the new elation

And the simple thing within it

Is no matter how you spin it

Children

My pilgrim

Even

Stepchildren

These are the things in your life that are tight

 

Indecision fuels the pressure

That creates a lonely fissure

Where the only way to stop it

Is to decide to simply drop it

Indecision

Revision

A simple form

Of nuclear fission

 A collision within

 When the mind

 Tries to fight

 What is right

 

And you know deep inside

All the facts you can’t hide

Just flow out in slow tides

Fading out the raw hide