All the clouds have dispersed
I'm able to write chapter and verse
The shadows no longer by my side
Into the darkness they retreat and hide
My thoughts were clouded and wrong
Confusion held me in a grip so strong
I had to allow myself some time to reflect
To realise what I want and respect
All too often I let my heart decide
But on a slippery slope I began to slide
I can be spontaneous and impulsive
Some say a great way to be and live
But it's not for me, I need to stop and think
Slowly take a sip before I consume the whole drink
Acting impulsively leaves only parts of me fed
So from now on I'm thinking more with my head
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