Pathing

How ease may find its way into my perception
Compassion regresses back to previous forms long forgotten
I’m reluctant to abide with your narrow frame
It’s just my personal preference
I wish to only speak for myself
Empathy is an evasive feeling

Fleeting past my mind alive
Can I have a say?
How ease may find its way into my perception
Still tantalized by empathy internal
I’m reluctant to abide with your narrow frame
My worries caught up to me
Never a second thought given

They were exiled away
Into the recesses of my mind
Dangled over your ears I find
Memories passed of when we were waiting for it all to begin
When will I return?
Empathy placed in my lungs
No rest comes for this sorrow
I am reluctant to try

Avoiding the obligation of sympathy
Caught up in ignoring the process
Convincing myself that I’ve suffered again
Suffered again
Suffered again
Outweighed sense of urgency began
Regression back to a time spent years ago

Still recently in mind
Overturned by ambition
Coddled by amorous paths
I never thought I would take
The storm front has passed
Regenerate
How ease may find its way into my perception
I’m reluctant to abide with your frame
Exponential