It's not a waiting game. It's not a game. It's my life and I am watching it. I'm not in control or being controlled, this is why I know that I am spectating. I am separated from myself and I miss me. We got along well, we had these big ideas of who we would become. He's off trying to be a success. I see him at work putting up the good fight. Because I am separated from him I have a great vantage point. I can see that he's on a treadmill, but from where I am I can't tell if I'm going anywhere. Maybe he's moving and I'm on the treadmill, everything is relative. All I know absolutely is that yesterday here felt like home, but tomorrow it will not. I have to feel it to believe it, or sense it by some other means because from my vantage point I'm not seeing any changes. I'm still here and you're still there.
My faith has long since been tested, show me what I have always believed.
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