Meant To Be

I'll keep reaching

no matter what

I'll keep searching

for an out, from this rut

Not a rut of mine

but from being entwined

with barriers

in which seem oh so endless

And fog up my vision

lucky I have precision

in all that I do

and a heart that is true

but I need something more

as I grapple to keep score

against a great Goliath

I'm a mouse to a lion

Constantly sticking out my tongue

being threatened to be hung

like in the days of Salem

you could say, I suppose

on hot coals are my toes

As I walk across, they burn

and I'm squinting

to see the next right turn

though half the time, there's a blockade

and though my brain, the way it's built

is challenged with being unafraid

I have no choice

if I want to survive

to believe in my instincts

deep down inside...

They tell me to hang on;

and love for destiny

My logic can argue,

though paradoxically

I question; if one is born

with a certain feeling

which lives so strongly

inside of thee

Then maybe

JUST maybe...

it IS “meant to be”?

July 10, 2013

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