Now I’ve got time For you. I finished the arduous task that has provoked So many feelings.
Though you say I’ve learned the temptations Of warmth and security are yet ever so quaint and inviting. But as the feeling ensues, the warmth of understanding, reason, rationality, and security then provoked with such severity that I, indeed, cannot fathom or explain to you.
The sun rises on a new day with a new face inviting me To walk along As I walk I wonder if the dark passenger Of my past, will beckon me; I carry him so lightly on my distorted, mangled back and I wonder if he will take me with open arms engulfing and dragging me into the depths of the fake hell that I have been so involved in
And to my demise I feel the guilty pleasure once more.