I’ve been looking down,
not knowing where I’m going,
or what’s coming my way,
too scared to look,
too afraid to risk it.
I’ve been lost in thought,
dreaming and unaware,
I see my footprints,
but I’m not going anywhere,
yet I see your shadow.
I’m building a rhythm that I can’t sustain,
my heart beats faster,
my pulse trying to keep up,
each beat like a drum,
ringing in my ear.
I hear a voice,
don’t know where its coming from,
I feel you near,
the sense of you makes me shiver,
like a chill in the air.
I’m too close to the tree to see the forest,
I’m too far in my own head to see the man,
have I become a slave to my mind?
You can’t talk to same person for the rest of your life,
without some kind of fall out.
Now I can’t walk a straight line,
I’m wondering, I’m wavering, I’m faltering,
and its a struggle to keep my balance;
what to grasp when you’re blind?
what to scream when you’ve lost your voice?
Lewis Walddren 