Life’s changes come
expected or not
Sometimes we’re prepared
Sometimes we’re in a state of blissful ignorance
Or wistfully ignoring
the inevitable path our actions have led us to.

I fear not the coming end.
The escape from complexity
to clarity
or nothingnesss

Either is the greener grass on the other side

There is this agony inside that uncontrols me,
usurps my will for rational,
usurps my temporal being.
It uncontrols me, without revealing itself
to that being uncontrolled;
it hides itself
from me

it is me

it’s obvious to those around me
but only the closest;
only the few who can be hurt

I didn’t feign presence, but tore it out.
This doubt, a dubious crutch
supporting an unscrupulous habit
there is no other excuse
nor meaning.

Not a dream though dreaming
a momentary escape
from the tangible woes
I have enthroned.

My conscience confides,
but cannot hide;
I take the lessons with […]