It's human to blame

I blame the words
     that stifled what couldn't be described

I blame the ideas
     that overshadowed the dreams

I long back to the days
     when identity was a state of being
          not a portrait to paint to perfection

I long back to the days
when my head was a space of solace
not a void of distant lacking
        when the storm of my thoughts 
                could be calmed by the gentle
                breeze of fantasy

I long back to the days
when I didn't need to blame
     and I could drift away freely
          again.

13th Feb 2023