Cast adrift.

I try to reign in my thoughts.
Try to think with generosity.
Then you pull the carpet free,
With a rather surprising velocity.
I am tired of the mind games,
In what should be my space.
I am so oft' cast adrift,
In what should be my place.

For so many years I took for granted,
What I had and what was given.
I was blessed, I was loved.
I was respected, and I driven
I look back at that fondly,
My dream now cast adrift.
I was blessed and I was loved,
So I know now what I missed.