Spoken

When the conditions

Are effortless adjacent

I find myself

Complacent

See, pressure is the

Transformation agent

It is the chaos

In the distance

That encourages

My persistence

To examine

The existence

Of resistance

That resides inside

And hides

As the tides turn

I yearn

To unlearn

These patterns of protection

Meant to save me from rejection

Only lead me in the opposite direction

Of self reflection

And introspection

Down the path of disconnection

I tread

Ignoring my heart and

Instead

Following my head

Fueled by fear

I navigate away

Rather than

Toward

Moving backward

Pretending its forward

Lying to myself

About being

Lured

Further from my truth

By the illusion of control

Forgetting the reality is

That i can never really know

Where I’ll go

Or who I’ll meet along the way

Of even if I’ll wake up the very next day

No,

I choose to stay

Aligned

In effort to find

Passion for

This beautiful

Life of

Mine