Scratch beneath the surface;
distract me from my purpose
react when I can’t hear you
when I’ve blocked you from my mind
No more contention
Pay no attention
being disagreeable
was never my intention
but my devil speaks
when my heart is weak
and I’ve searched out all the reasons
that I should turn the other cheek
So go ahead
and kick me when I’m down
I’ll try not to make a sound
no I won’t even notice you
next time you come around
With my limbs no longer bound
and my feet back on the ground
I’ve served my sentence quietly
now it’s time that I got out
In the next life that we live
old wounds
won’t make a difference
but for now
I’m wearing indifference
having reached a temporary
non-temporal inference
I’ll continue to wait
questioning tomorrow
One more lesson learned
through all of THIS pain
and THIS sorrow
That THIS
is our journey home
XB
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