A fall from grace

It didn’t take so long for me to fall from grace, to spend most of my life trying to escape my misery.

And in my blindness I couldn’t see the part of my life I wanted to be.

Where do you find peace for your soul when you closed that door so long ago?

Set adrift upon a sea inside my mind, while life carried on outside just fine.

And all the turmoil and the rage I felt against the world were all about me as my life unfurled.

There is a peace in this life for those that wish to see, if you don’t get lost on your way to who you wish to be.

Searching for something outside of me, to give me the peace I desperately needed.

But it is not outside and no matter how beautiful the day might be or how fortunate you are to be alive; these things don’t matter if you can’t find them inside.

There is the peace. There is the beauty. There is the connection to all else.

There is the life that I need and it was all inside of me, just waiting for me to see and my time to believe.