bottlecap: tripping over shadows

 
I have been...
...I believe...
...a naive fool
leaving breadcrumbs on every emotional foray
hoping to find my way
back to the place where I originally entered
suddenly this seems to me...pure folly
what purpose is such circular traffic
moving forward...& then always back
life on a loop
small wonder I never reach my destination
if every journey returns me to the beginning
maybe we're meant to get lost
wander alone in the dark
so we can understand...
where our feet have previously been
recognize the feel of desolate earth
and kick free of the ruts we've already dug in
repeatedly covering the same terrain
is it possible to find answers
...attain healing...
when we're forever listening to words we've already heard
...echoes unending...
I wonder if...without the distraction...
of remembering our fractured selves
the discordant sounds of their refraction
...perhaps we could hear better
and finally realize...
who we are doesn't really matter
but who we can be
is everything
without our shadows & hauntings
sewn to the souls on our feet
only when we move in blind faith
without benefit of safety rails
can we find our way out of our pain
or so it begins to now seem...
...to me...