Restlessness is the mother of my words

My fingers have felt numb from wanting to pen it down

My head has been exploding from holding thoughts unto my own

I went through last few years neither living nor loving

For my eyes weren't seeing or looking

While the sky seemed bluer while i rose above

The bottom felt harder when I spiraled down

I created life but just about missed it within me

There may be words to explain what it all meant 

But to me I was alive and well

Always springing forward not knowing the nature of a spring was to snap back

Everything was a resting cane that made sure i never got my balance

Lucky for me I could see it before I reached the edge

Now, all i want is for things to be simple

And the joy to be from within

And the only way i know to get there is by this

My words found their way back in restlessness 

For that I thank what has been and move to what could be