I need a moment of clarity
I have been watching myself through a stained glass
A distortion of me cause from years of lies to myself and others
I am out of focus, forgotten the person I was, The child in me has been lost I have hidden the man desperate for attention, The man who believes in love and that the world is filled with possibilities
Maybe the job of living has harden my soul
I have become what is expected of me
I am a white vechle after a snow storm doing what romans do
Loosen my tie but it does not give me the breath I need
I open a window, the air baths my face but does nothing for my soul
I glance again at my distortion and ask “who are you” not the man I know you could be
I try to escape but the battle is within my self Today It has become unbearable
I must break free from this impostor, The man who has placed me in the iron mask