SCRAPS #009: A RUT

Out the mouth stuck in a rut

Basement full of bad habits

No progress there's just stress

No freedom trust disinterest

It's all right there you can have it

Believe you can the rest is magic

Stay in your head all of this panic

Turns your depression into manic

I want to soar and be free

Feel this wind around me

Walk on water rather fly

Spread my wings on up high

So, it's time for me to go

It's time for me to show

They say live and let live

There only so much to give

Holding tight losing my grip

White knuckles going to slip

Desperate me for free fall

Separate me from it all

So, if you want to fly free from this

Learn to fall to the ground and miss

Rise above mountains the devil's kiss

It's my own smile that I miss

Come on people flap those wings

Love even the simple things

It's a mindset! It's a headspace!

It's a long road! A snail’s pace!

A fine time is well spent.

A fine wine is well sent

A fine line is hell bent.

My minds mine say when.

The stressing and confession

The depression you mention

Universe reversed direction.

Worth the worst curse testing

Foot forward progression.

On your knees genuflection.

Praise haze voter suppression.

More power teach us a lesson.

Gays gender trans their aggression.

Fuck marry kill your genital intention.

Curious about our general erections.

Cause of all their micro aggressions.

Furious about our gentle reflections.

Start a revolution never my intention.

One solution for seething tensions.

Vote for hope in desperate elections