Not an island

Not an island

Did a little yoga and
got down on my knees
cried out to the good lord
help me please please please
i'm tired of the madness
that goes on in my head
wishing i could skip and
be grateful i'm not dead

i'm so tired of being tired
i'm so tired of feeling low
of never facing forward
of always saying no
no to life and innocence
no to love and joy
yes to fear and arrogance
maybe to the void

in this life or another
i'll find out what i'm worth
without the bonds of self
that bind me to this earth
without the judge and jury
that rule inside of me
without this island living
that keeps me out at sea.
~mg 3/2011