LABYRINTH

Exposure of a will dived down beneath my bardness, my sorrow and courage with gifts. All was quietly tingling by recklessness, a remover of dissonance, a reliever . It played back past expressions, and through the remainder of the time. Existence sent badlands of cries across centuries as my upheaval meant everything. My reminder that thou continue to cherish my time peacefully, in actuality. Where I milked the trees of dust and blossomed through his agony, I was spayed. But to argue with a fool only proves two, yet I rendered my consciousness. It was my fault of exploration and carelessness. Who found water? And my expiration where I let you down and so many ways to fall. Where losers in my mind thrived and took as it comes, where I studied the gruesome reasoning behind my own causations. But I studied the vein, each curvature and delicacy towards meaningness, spirals across decades, and love not lost. I was entered by docks of tragedy, peace existentially, Heaven's Gate.   

It was not long before I felt the wrath of unconventionality and disturbia in lost prevalence. Where a ticking time bomb meant I lost control, again, and energy felt in the depths of my finger tips. It was a circle back at me in resistance, life called to me and I was made to answer. I never wanted gold and diamonds, honestly just sense in the peace rendition of the mind. Batteries began to fall and resolution began to unfold. It was victory, silenced. It was a laugh to the grave or a simple “I told you so”. But all was not lost and neither were we. In the balance of our will.