Written by Chaka Px
My mind descends of wild imaginations,
Who can tell?
Enraged, Deranged, Challenged and Unchained,
Drifting mind coyotes darting tongue.
Confused that directions are not needed.
In emotional pain because mind are hurting.
Where do i go?
Its difficult to sit without tapping the feet,
difficult for the heart to keep still
not in sickness but good health.
Myself is unorganized.
I need thee. so stay still
Focus there we arrive.