Someday

Blending in with scenes which leave me no reasons to start, contemplating dreams that never seem to make the means. I am just left burning the bridges over troubled waters, it’s the price we pay to live a little, like lambs to the slaughter.

But the universe is planted deep within me, digging for seeds. Still people take me and other things for granted, like a king, and we are all bound by change, it is adjacent to you and time, so I continue to climb, it’s a struggle in the back of my mind.

If I stick around long enough I am going to break resistance. I need help to explain my existence, the feeling is persistent. Lasting effects that make the trek that I have walked, the road less taken and I let my trade mark hit the ground. It fell from a cloud, the gift was too profound, so I put it back down.

It comes full circle you know, a perfect one at best, always putting me to the test. I can see you pushing towards the boiling point try to anoint yourself, just to disappoint me? That’s ok, some day I will go astray, because you let the communication decay, maybe you are better off this way.