A sliver of sun scorching cerebrum
Whispers on the lips of an encephalic cloud
An old friend, whose company I keep
Warning against silhouettes and uncertain peril
Liberation is nigh from a skeletal prison
Beating on my skull and tearing at my muscle
I fear my old friend will return
As a siren, luring me to the bottom of a macabre sea

I've a clever little friend
who guides me to
a world of neverend
where all the twists of fate
are twine
wrapped around my compass mind
pointing north
or in
or through
an acute tangle of you
th—

I  stood by the fence and watched my thoughts try to navigate,

the persistence of one realm had me investigate,

just how deep this mental addiction had taken root,

just how hard its has been to take a different route.

Have I solely existed as mind?

Have I failed to mine the resources of a different kind?

I conclude that I am stuck on an intellectual world,

one of less action and more words,

more philosophies that try to explain life,

the infinite search for more truths to the lies, more lies to the  truths:

the search for meaning- life’s meaning

like its something tat can be found without; like its something that is out there and cant be grasped

in the confines of self and thus  seek help

from avocation, from a religion, from a relationship…

Heck about to spasm,cant help but contend this thoughts, swinging left till I swing right,

but mind is supreme and you cant box with god, thus i return to where it all begun, secretly acknowledging the fact

“Man makes or breaks himself in the confines of his mind,”

I am slowly then baking, a balance of some sort, a balance of some kind

a perfect shrine, mind, body and soul

I hope you do too.

This path will be full of mistakes
and the end is a black hole.
One where I stand, then sit at the edge.
With a bottle - the type I haven't touched in months or
years.

and you're gone.

All I'm left with is unreliable memories,
chat logs...the fiction in my head.

We have to go this way,
you have no choice and I will walk with you
as long as you let me.

As long as you have patience.

If I want to make these mistakes with anyone, in front of anyone...

It's you....

                                                Thank you.