While the path is the aim

I long to arrive

For a chance to be better

I struggle and strive

But no matter how hard I try

I can’t change my shape

I strive to be like water

But I’m more like concrete

I wake things to life

That should be left dead

My fear is a lie

I want to forget

I barred a door

And buried the key

I don’t know how to get back

I’m lost inside of me

I’m sorry for all the times I shut you out

This has never been about you

But my inability to communicate

Empty inside

To better times

To better selves of me