Focussing hard to avoid mistakes
I am the supporting stakes.
Choosing not to feel guilty
Discharging my responsibility
In the binding freedom and choices
I silence the inner distort voices.
Trying to win the game
In the entangled frame
Meeting the societal standards
I cruise through the meanders.
Counting on the richness and rewards
Of pulsing power of the recorded records
In the gentle lightening in my being
I course in the potent energy geeing.
A silent signal guiding the strider
Nothing could daunt the furious rider
The validity revealing at every turn
I embrace the downturn.
But now the deafening inner chaos
Overpowering the outer chaos
Haunt endlessly snatching away my core
I surrender looking forward to ashore.