Comfort

Such a big mountain casting shadow on me.

I look upon thee.

A big steep climb I see.

How many have run away,

how many gave up on the way,

how many conquered you

whose names make you tremble.

Tell me o mountain in my head.

Do you see the same sparks in my eyes?

Do you think I can conquer your big pride of size?

Do heavens know

The answer to my questions

Or shall I shape my destiny alone

Like very few human versions

The first step for all is the hardest

But I have a different problem

The step that comes the next is my test.

Never wanted to strive to be the very best

Without that passion, is my life a waste?

But things need to change soon

Seeing my life now,

Makes me want to swoon!

makes me want to leave my comfort cocoon.

Right here, right here I am stuck.

Riding on the tides of my limited luck.

Escaping the idea

Running from it

The fear of failure has eaten me from inside.

Hollow I am, with just a wish pendulum

Dangling side to side

Each time it strikes my body edge

I have a momentary clarity of life

Ready to turn over a new page

But the screeching calls of my comfort cocoon rise

Calms down the good agitation

Like the flat line of a dead heart

I enjoy my false comfy prize

Cursing myself, I cry and slip back

So, good it feels: not the pit,

The journey of the descent.

How can I wake up to the Sun outside: well lit…?

I am stuck on my own will

In this warm black tar pit.