Here are the signs
Shed from light,
The clarity I seek
Before I decline.

The silence is deafening,
More than any noise.
What arising threat do I pose?

The secrets cherished near the trail of the bohemian woods,
The promises I swore to abide by.
Pleasant dreams and fantasies are welcomed
In the arrival of the morning.

Was this supposed to happen or was this a mistake?
Is this a dogmatic argument or a humane debate?
Do I have a body or do I lack a form and shape?
Yes I do have one, I'm just losing ****** weight,

Yes I was a Christian, I just no longer have ****** faith.
The eccentric nature of the beast is revealed,
Distinguish what's real and fake.

The eccentric nature of the beast is revealed,
Distinguish what's real and fake..
For my sake...

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 11/28/10
Revised 9/24/14)