Elk Antlers
Shaken, scared, unsure
Return to the familiar
Hoping he might find
Sure footing on conviction
Solid, safe, secure
No risk or chance of failure
Resolve became rigid
And in the end he'd crack
There are times that I can relate
There are times that I can understand
The world can seem overwhelming
When not clear and whole
Lost, alone, afraid
No purpose or direction
The days began to blur
To blur until they'd stop
Shaken, scared, unsure
Return to the familiar
But even that had changed
Not static when you're gone
There are times that I can relate
There are times that I can understand
Sense of purpose, once shattered
Rarely returns
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