Off my paranoia.
Off my fear of being let go.
Off my fear of letting go.
Off my fear to be left behind.
Off my fear to walk away.
To rest my body so as my soul.
To rest my mind– they’re all’ve been soiled.
To test my faith in the universe.
To test the universe.
From the tides from the movement around.
From the push and the pull of the forces that surround.
From the battle to know which feeling surmounts.
From the plethora of emotions that abounds.