I am walking around the grocery store the same way I walk through life
I am holding the things I came for but I can not leave
I have nowhere to go yet I do not stop to decide what is next
Turn left… turn right… go straight
My brain is far from here
I am on autopilot with no directions
I know I am missing something… I can feel it
There is a nagging voice telling me not yet
So i wonder aimlessly
Not knowing what i need, where i am going, but i am waiting
for something to give my trip purpose
To give me the permission to leave

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This poem started coming to me while walking the grocery store and wouldn't leave my mind the entire time I was trying to shop. I walked around with words just floating in and out of my head. It felt wrong to leave the store because I needed something but didn't know what.