Meditation

I lived within the chatter, that which rattled in my mind
All my thoughts and ideas bouncing fully trouncing my resolve
I'd wrack my brain for answers but it dances out of time
had no power of my will, a bitter pill and bitter cold

A saboteur pervert, not the servant I desired
Enraptured by a shining or the dying of a fire
A maladjusted toddler, a fondler and tired
Just a desperate old testament, a fatso and a liar

The chatter ran like batter til I sat down on the floor
And the whining was complying by the time I closed my eyes
And the demons started leavin when their playground was no more
I focus deeper, I'm the keeper of a silence and it flies

The struggle causes trouble and it never will abate
But I'm stronger and the longer this goes on it feeds that trait
For no matter what the chatter has in store and can create
I'm the steward, I am fluid, I'm the master of my fate