Destiny

July 15, 2002

All this mist and haze

blocking my way

can’t see what’s gonna happen

as my life begins to fray

Every word I say reverberates

off of the walls, regurgitates

from this box I’m living in

every syllable agitates

Each echo in my ear drives me to insanity

makes me ponder my humanity

makes me wish I were different

makes me wanna solve this mystery

Wanna know what the future holds

wish I knew where the path will go

but until then I’m stuck here

Inside this box, colder than snow

No way out.

Claustrophobia. Panic. Doubt.

There’s no way to leave

I’m dying in this drought

One day maybe I’ll see God’s plan

and realize that this box is His hand

maybe He’s protecting me from moving too soon

into the strange and starry future land