I was wondering
Would it be the same?
I’ve been thinking - here and there
would it be right?
To just let myself go
in the middle of the night
Let my thoughts fly by
next to your dreaming mind?
Have you ever found yourself
locked outside
powerless on the inside
off
the right road
what they call it.
Does it exist?
The right path?
Is there only one for all of us?
Did I have too many
missteps?
Is it too late?
I know
what’s done can’t be undone
Still,
I wait for a little human grace to come
But, mercy on me
mercy on us
We’ve just missed the ways,
once
too many times
no right to be crucified, in the middle of the night
mercy on me, mercy on us
Left, right
Do I turn?
Do I move?
What do I do?
every choice feels miles away
mind over matter, matter over time
Still chasing something
I might never be able to find.
Have you ever?