ARROWS
OF THE MIND
Who
am I...
What am I...
Where am I...
What do I want...
Where will I go...
What will I do...
Tired of the city...
Tired of the traffic...
Tired of the job...
Tired of strife...
Tired of bills...
Tired, so very tired..
Leased out my home...
my job of years...
Family left behind...
Distanced by miles...
No jobs avail...
No place to call home...
I live in an attic...
My cocoon for now...
Two walls short...
Two ends tall...
Slanted roof...
Free from life's static...
Days blend together...
Weeks come and go...
No money...
No paycheck....
No responsibilities...
Possessions in storage...
WHAT
IS THE PRICE FOR PEACE?
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