#325 Care to explain to me
Care to explain this deep disdain
Sharing its wonders with a relentless restrain
Waking up to no avail
While asking to be not so frail
How come the sea does see
When the shape it takes rests within thee
The morning shuns its lasting breath
With a breeze as a question and a request
Care to explain to me
Who gave thee permission to be
Such a pain in a never-ending game
To be free while being shackled all the same
Thus the moment rests to the wonder of the best
Caring for its fair share to vest
In a world built anew
breathing without a few
Asking not to care
and so seldomly dare
To bury the will and leave its kill
Without a someone to pay the bill
… care to explain to me?
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
There’s a restless feeling running through this—the need for an answer that never quite comes. “To be free while being shackled all the same” captured that contradiction beautifully.