Individual

My love is much like
The tides of the sea
Coming and going
Unpredictably flowing
Never at ease
But somehow at peace

Success

There is no affirmation
That my choices
Are advantageous

There’s really no fun
In certainty anyways

Blind

Give me the reason
For why the skies
Fell with no sound
And while everything
Was falling apart
I wasn’t aware
The roof was crumbling 
Until it was too late