Restless Me

There’s a hint of restlessness in me,
Where it came from, I don’t really know,
It just showed up one day as an uninvited guest,
It came upon me suddenly while I was seeking rest,
It was a feeling, that there was something a bit wrong,
And through the day, in every way, it seemed to tag along.
I tried to escape it, I ran from country to town,
In the hope that I could lose it, but it kept on following me around.
Is it my shadow or the spirit of me,
That is held in bondage breaking to be free?

I now saw my reflection in the store’s window pane,
While down on the avenue, I ran again and again,
In quiet desperation, I found the cross streets,
But in my confusion, I had not a plan,
So I ran to exhaustion just carrying my load,
It weighed on my shoulders as I searched for the road,
Taking me back where I came from, as fast, as fast as could be
Trying to escape it, whatever it was that was nagging me.
Is it my shadow or the spirit of me,
Who is held in bondage, breaking to be free?

I made my way from the city to home,
It was a wasted day, I did nothing but roam,
But as I approached, who appeared at my door
Was the image of a woman, I’ve never seen before.
Her presence was peaceful, her manner serene,
Is she real, or did she just come in a dream?
But I quickly knew as she had something to say…

“You have to face your demons and not run away.
Yes, there’s a part of everyman that needs his private space,
But man was not meant to live alone to end the human race,
So set out to find her, cause she is looking for you,
And you’ll meet, then you’ll greet, and be rewarded as two.”
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 Is it my shadow, or the spirit of me
Who is held in bondage breaking to be free?
Now I know my restlessness, it became clear to me today,
I’ve lived my life selfishly and from there, I lost my way.