Walking My Thoughts Poem by Maya Hanson

I've slipped, I'm stuck in a mystery
If only I could get out of my head
Her hand's too slick to save me now
In a mudslide I'll drown instead

Walking my vicious thoughts
down the river, down the road
Walking my bitingly honest demon
and I don't know where to go

She's fallen, tugs at my shoelaces
with a heavy heart, a husky voice
But I can't shoulder my thoughts
when they force me to make a choice

Walking my vicious thoughts
down the river, down the road
Walking my bitingly honest demon
and I don't know where to go

I need to reclaim my head
I walk until I can see change
Until my breath's a little softer
and my thoughts aren't so estranged

Walking my vicious thoughts
down the river, down the road
Walking my bitingly honest demon
so now I know where to go

Someday I'll learn to walk on water
and drag my thoughts along,
maybe even embrace them
like another wanting song