And it has lost its understanding
its "questioned sanity" has now retained it answers.
This is not the covetable way,
and to look backward would prove a better promenade.
Yet my feet refuse the inverted treading
so I continue my progressive motions.
My heart refuses to listen to this recent reasoning,
and weeps with its torments.
This injustice almost brings me joy....
what is wrong with me?
I've lost my footing.
Yet instead of finding my balance
I allow myself to collapse to the floor.
I allow the dust to collect,
and wish myself invisible to the world.
This is my self induced life torture,
the pain I allow,
the destructions I welcome...
and everything my "beginning's" will result to..