I wrote this in early July, when I realized that my blindness to reality had been caused by myself going into a deep slumber. If I had any wonders as to why my junior year of high school was so confusing, I think I have a pretty good grasp on an idea...
i knew a man with eyes of gold
a will of steel
and a face of bliss
he gave the world his all,
and lived the life of play.
when his eyes widened
he saw a grace
when they closed
he saw this place
tears of angst ran down his fingers
as the sociopath gripped
and sank his teeth into life
graciously accepting,
life gave more blood
more than the man could take
bloated and unwieldy
he keeled to the floor
and fell asleep
into the land of doubt,
where fear and denial torture your mind
make you lose your life
and your connectors soften up...
wake up child
this is the world
and you've been sleeping for far too long
wake up my child
there is too much to do right now
and i have given you what you need
go anew and find that path again.
it is yours.
and it is hers.