I FEEL LOW, DOWN UNDER THE FIBERS OF LISTENING THAT BELIEVE IN THIS WORLD THAT I HEAR, PAINT, AND LIVE FROM,
I AM HIT WITH THE POTENTIAL OF NONEXISTENT REALITY,
I CANNOT RISE THE TIDE OF BELIEF I NEED TO CONTINUE,
I AM TURNING IN CIRCLES OF UNKNOWING , AND CANNOT LET GO OF WHERE I AM OR HAVE BEEN,
I NEED TO KICK OUT BUT I AM SURROUNDED BY THOSES WHO STILL HAVE BELIEF IN ME,
I AM CAUGHT LIKE A FISH OUT OF WATER, A BIRD OUT OF AIR, A TREE OUT OF EARTH, FIRE WITHOUT ENTHUSIAM.
I INVOKE A REMEDY FOR MY RESOLVE AND THE ANGELS TO GUIDE ME BACK TO MY WILD SELF THAT KNOWS OF SUCH THINGS AS TRUE,
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