I can see
Beyond your sea of thoughts
There’s more to you than you know
Deserves an
Adoration
No contemplation
No reason at all
For me to fall
Over and over again for you
A fallacy calamity
Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The court of public opinion
Wrought with a mistaken identity
A fallacy callamity
Here we are
As we find out the truth of lies
The lies of truth have become
A fallacy calamity
Of a once proud people
A shame; just another blame game
Reality now so lame
We the people; united just the same
A fallacy calamity
of the greatest nation of great nations
I still believe in “US” America
A fallacy calamity
You now believe in “ME” America.
Unapologetic apologies
The irony of feeling the guilt
As a quilt of comfort
Once too many
Unapologetic apologies
What am I fighting for?
What am I striving for?
The numbing cumbersome
emptytiness
Penniless
Theory it was all the fault
of mine own assault
On the contrary
Who do you see?
Not the me; I thought I would be
My thoughts shackled; I should free.
Falling beyond
Ever so clear
The near, so far along
Falling beyond the abyss
of thoughtless thoughts
Waging war on one’s self
Illusions
Wandering endlessly
Falling beyond the shepherd-less throng
Loathing these wretched lies
Another cerebral synapse dies
Wasting away; mindless
Falling beyond
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
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