morning a new day approaches whispers down the corridor I hear my inner conscience call a challenge to be free is a quest of time to frolic in the ambiance of my mind with all your weight it falls on me it brings me down cascading water fall on a brisk hot morning angels frolic as they wish together hearts unfold through its duration
saw the vision through a pathway in a forest the path was heavy with leaves and rocks sullen brevity torn in the circle of its frenzy pillars of solitude dash the mindset again in fortitude we have built this sequence of thought in the center of the forest there is a door hallow ivy in pictoral resolve we will reach are ****** in this place hauntingly surreal of fixed vestibules alone with all your weight it falls on me it brings me down
there is a portion of value in this lands fixation hearing the noise of owls in its vast domain yet I sought its perfect peace amidst a place of unrest even the gates of Hell can't stand against this place a reason to belive so much more but what ? we ponder its escape for is it an illusion or that of a reality ?