Vanilla Coconut

Looking way offshore

Suppressing what I have close

Always a missing ingredient in my head

.

I have everything I need

Something deceptive whispering lies to me

What about an addition surely not an addiction

Lean into what you feel

Your understanding is the only real

.

Daily attacks

Thoughts disguised as facts

Wrong directions eroded tracks

Cup of hope and joy cracked

Marathon in a circle until crash

.

I’m not sure what to do

Any progress made feels like a fluke

Sick of self some days it’s all I can do to not puke

.

I want to disable every clock

Sit in a corner and tell God all my thoughts

Be open laying all my faults

At his feet in the light I’m never lost

Plus I can’t translate what I feel to anyone else

.

Am I doing anything right?

Looking hard but I’m without sight

Am I doing anything right?

Sometimes I feel a little dread regarding daylight.

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