Is it really there?
\nA question whose answer vexes
\nAn illusory notion on the tip of my tongue
\nA quandary that, to me, perplexes
\nIs it really there?<\/p>\n
I cannot extend my hand to touch it
\nI cannot hold it, mold, or shape it
\nIf only I could just reach out and take it<\/p>\n
Is it really there?<\/p>\n
It builds me up and tears me down
\nSwells my chest and makes me smile
\nOr wilts my spirit and sets a frown<\/p>\n
Is it really there?<\/p>\n
Intangible as it may be
\nIt certainly has a hold on me
\nIt shows no sign of letting go<\/p>\n
But is it really there?<\/p>\n
Abandon or embrace it
\nFlee from it or face it
\nI\u2019m perpetually at a fork in the road<\/p>\n
Is it really there?<\/p>\n
Light as a feather, buckles my knees
\nCrushes me and sets me free
\nWhy won\u2019t you just let me be?<\/p>\n
Is it really there?<\/p>\n
Without me you\u2019re a hollow husk
\nI am your connection to the world
\nBe free of me if you must<\/p>\n
But I\u2019ve always been there.<\/p>\n
You may never understand
\nIn some ways that\u2019s part of the plan
\nSimply complex, small and\u00a0grand<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve always been there.<\/p>\n
To sort me is to sort yourself
\nI know you better than anyone else
\nFor years you left me on the shelf<\/p>\n
But I\u2019ve always been there.<\/p>\n
Inside your heart, behind your mind
\nSearch deep enough and you will find
\nFrom the start \u2019till the end of the line<\/p>\n
I will always be here.<\/p>\n
Let me go.
\nNo.
\nLeave forever.
\nNever.
\nNever leave.
\nNever.
\nExplain yourself.
\nOnly you can.
\nBut I don\u2019t know how.
\nUntil you can, I\u2019ll be here.<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Is it really there? A question whose answer vexes An illusory notion on the tip of my tongue A quandary that, to me, perplexes Is it really there? I cannot extend my hand to touch it I cannot hold it, mold, or shape it If only I could just reach out and take it Is … Continue reading A Poem<\/span>