growing somewhere

you fell and left direction behind

blending with new words writing up towards your face

this tickle of life...felt more like the sting of a puzzle missing pieces....brace yourself for a vision...that paints more than face value

trip, twist, tear and dive, let the rhythm hit you

dig alive...a grave for future

this happy boy once lived, in the eye of a vibrant storm, breathing ease and feeling free of it all

walk this path within him...step outside and close closed doors.......