Posture and Pressure

Frustration and desire

Mixing

Freezing limbs and the barren soul

Creating a rigid posture

To stand up to what life demands

When things start to fall

Apart in midlife

Sleepwalker

Every step, every action taken

Will be judge

Condemned despised by all

Slowly piece by piece

Things are going down

Still I stayed on for years until

I could not take it anymore


Round trip

Eventually we all

Bounce back to ourselves

Are old personality

Shines through as

Our weaknesses and faults

When the conditions

Gets bad enough

But when we are

There at the bottom

Then what do we do?