If everything is okay

If everything is okay

Then why can’t I move my legs?

If all is fine, just like you say

Then why am I filled with dread?

The retorts were loud, true and clear

“Your legs move just fine!”

On that point, I did concede

But it did not ease my mind

Well sure, they move

In the general sense

I started to explain

It’s that the motion is directionless

Not that it causes me any pain

Directionless? They asked of me

That’s simple enough to fix

Just decide what is important to you

Then go after it

It was clear they did not understand

That I grasped it conceptually

But right when I thought I figured it out

It somehow slipped past me

Everything I had ever held dear

I had lost eventually

And both these legs I had attached

Seemed to work against me

Progress seemed so noble

Until I found myself alone

Then all I wanted, in all the world

Was somewhere to call home

Those legs would never get me there

Of that much I was sure

So I decided I’d find another way

Even if I had to crawl

So that’s why when you found me

I was face down in the dirt

That’s why when you found me

I was too tired to look hurt

You ask me why I have no views

On where to go or who to meet

That’s because I have found my compass

And now use you as my legs, my feet

I’ll never tell you this

So I write it here instead

I’ll dread you reading it

Yet hope these words still reach your head

Because everything is okay

Now I don’t need my legs

And crippled though I have become

With you, I don't notice it