Natural Disaster by Andrea

Ebbing and flowing through this mind state, This frustrating tempo isn’t easing my attempts to placate, Coupled with the fact that my sleeping habits are leaving me irate, I’m a walking zombie all to maybe reach my sealed fate.

Under the guise of creative freedom, I’m tasked to innovate through self motivation, With inspiration and thought provoking aspirations as my guide, I let go of what I once knew in order to free my mind.

I dig deep to see what I can find, In my universe full of complicated emotions, An internal conversation sparks and sets ablaze a path, One foreign to me but nevertheless I’m intrigued by its rath.

Through the natural disaster I find my way, Navigating these complexities with a great deal of levity, Honing in on my strengths allows for creativity to breed with clarity, Finding new ways to express myself without a debilitating level of disparity.

I suppose there will always be doubts, Which results in a nagging inner voice that consistently shouts, But hiding in plain sight, Is my calm confidence that’s willing to put up a fight.

-Andrea Rella