Why did I really come?

For me? For others? Aren't we one?

I'm mad for asking for reciprocity

Isn't love supposed to be free from atrocity?

I know it's an ideal

And I know it's meant to be real

I know you brought to me what I asked for

I responded with shadow behavior

Instead of love and adore

When control is to be shed

I lock myself in fear

And I lay in bed

I  know that is not true 

Only apparently 

It's just that I'm tired 

Of breaking trough

Sincerity 

I'm a warrior 

And a loving one

Trapped into freedom's mess

And so much stress

Sometimes I'm done

And yet I rise above 

I express 

Mirroring the blind spots

Present within the body

So many knots 

And pride to this story

The sickness of being alive

Makes me feel weak most of the time

When I lend myself 

Solely to the mind

I still want this

I still crave for more

That's the heart speaking

Seeking for lore 

But I want peace

And I want me

And what I want 

Is eternal reciprocity 

Am I free enough?

Am I strong and wise enough?

Sometimes I wonder

And wonder

Home is why I'm here

No place or time can win in fear

But loneliness 

Feels like stubbornness 

Stuck on staying the same

Who am I to blame?

I know I'm refusing the way this works out

Because I'm meant to discover the timeless self 

To be sprout

Please shed the doubt

And step into your way out