Faith of a Cuckoo

Updated: Mar 26

The brain is stalled,

The meds are gone,

Surrounded by noise,

but swallowed by silence,

The list grows bigger,

The motivation is lost,

I have the instructions,

On how to start the engine,

I'm holding the keys,

But where do they go?

When the cuckoo grows up,

does it know it's out of place?

Or does it accept it's role,

and just have faith?