Finally a word made just for me
Looked forever and now I see
I am finifugal and hates the end
Of great things real and pretend
Holding on as long as possible
Searching for the only nautical
Way to go, sea to shore, never ending story…
On my way to find glory Mercy does not come to those that hurry
Constant restraint from which I am free
The tie that binds has been inside me.
To recover from much and to journey so far
Knowing that some people have to be barred
From my peace & will to survive
The lion still roars, look into my eyes... I will have peace and find the rest Now that these burdens have been lifted off my chest.
Much Love 💜 Much Life