Yellow Brick Road

Yellow Brick Road

When the ground drops from beneath my feet..
 I shutter to make sence of the path set out before me...
No relief to guide me as i attempt to reclaim gravity...
just floating above the stress that has taken over all i see...
Desperatly trying to grasp the yellow brick road that will set me free...
 but my life journey continues to be a mystery...
Lonely pleas for a support system to pad me when im weak are not heard or seen...
 left to explore how to maneuver this path by my own means...
My wowes are a heavy load to carry leaving me dreary...
the gritty mortor from my yellow brick road cracked and clearly weary...
This path and its boundaries are blindly marked and confuse me...
blocking my vision along the foggy path thats never clear or sunny...
Left thirsting for an answer to this paths theory...
but my eyes remain glassy, dehydrated am I as I search for what I desperatly seek...
as my yellow brick road keeps floating away from me...
steady caught up in the lack of gravity...
--Lisa Roberts
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