No recollection of where I should be
I am just drifting afloat ...Just sailing
In the early morning
No helping hand,no need friend
Back again in that corner I titled my comfort zone
Alone out on this branch any second from breaking
Who will catch me when I fall?
In too deep mistaking
My own desires from the guilt I gain from unspeakable pleasure
Temporary reasons I can't measure
In transit
No recollection of where I am going
I am just drifting deeply afloat
In the early morning... Just sailing... To no return
No guide in hand
In transit I am arranging my sense of direction within uncharted land
Playing with the idea how this scene will end
There's no coming back again
Just moving along to the next destination
Despite of the situation
No general idea where I want to be
I am just wandering to be free
But I am lost  within the wrong frame of mind
Trying to convince time to lead the way
No stability in the apprehending vulnerability
I can't elucidate this sentimental reality
My soul again I am rescuing, I am saving
All while misbehaving, flirting with the inquiry I place my mind to rest to at night
Looking to occupy this space many left behind
I'll make home in this place
Once the misunderstandings have vacated
Rectifying by definition I am past the time again
No notion, No concept in thought where I am headed, where I am going
I am in great motion deeply afloat
 Just sailing away in transit... 
Who will save my soul again this time?
I managed to catch a case in the right frame of mind
While I relapse in the midst of fair weather friends I find
Its getting late ... Yet I'm ...

-Unfinished again