A metallic gate, it stood fast and
Unwavering
First a closing, then an opening, for those that
Push-on
An own design, created by the
Mind
To wander and search in this
Wasteland;
Of this plagued mind... for the
Cure
Eluding and hiding, those that are
Searching
That most wondered, if it even
Existed
Was it false, or could it be
Truth...
That we are the reason, of not reaching, not
Thriving
Set within this reality, keeping this depressed
Mentality
To being deceived by those, that wanted a grim
Reality
But like any fog of the mind, there is light of
Clarity...
To hold on to , to guide
You
Standing for the limitation that ourselves and others create for us; and the individual trying to find a way to break down that barrier that is holding us back from our full potential.