orbiting around the sun
so i'd always know where to go
always have something to focus on
something to instill upon me the meaning of warmth
and belonging
i wish i could stand on the edge of fear
and feel the cool freshness of discovery
so i'd never have to hate what i couldn't do
never have to wonder if it's life i'm living
or if i'm even living at all
am i just clutching a series of accidents
tricking myself into believing that salvation can grow in a desert?
following an oasis wavering in the heat of my shame?
have i not stumbled enough along the gravel road of life
that i can one day coast down a smooth stretch of pavement?
find solace despite my insignificance?
i am a pebble on the highway
not even a bump in the road
not even the slightest disturbance
when the world parades over me.