Scattered in my attempt to find some semblance of rhythm
Gradually working towards cultivating consistency
Moving forward with eyes in rear view
Memories seep in as my mind fixates on you
Back to these humble beginnings
Square one again
Calibrate my purpose
Torn between reflecting on former things
Waiting for the vision of where I am now to materialize
Achievements on layaway
Making payments with my efforts
Learning how to reinvent the art of breathing
As I prolong the inevitable means to an end
Life races at the speed of vapors
Working towards a renewed sense of passion
Time lines cut by events like landmarks of the scraps of a past I reminisce
upon
I can’t help but find my thoughts ebbing and flowing on the shorelines of you
Making something of these moments
Memory lanes of highways map the wandering rendezvous
Going in circles again
Midnight oils to graveyard toils
Rebuilding from the ground zero of the wars I wage in my will to survive
Hurry up and wait as I go on making a living as I learn to come alive
Back to the grind
I make up purpose as I go
Doing all that I can do
To make the most of everything that I know
Routine hours to grease the hinges to become something more
Sleep between the monotony to sustain the hopes of what the future has in store
Letting go to hold on
As all things come to an eventual head
Another moment, another life
All that ends is all that finds a new way to begin
Set course to destination home again…
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