Sunday, February 1, 2015

I don't trust actors/
Or Viggo would be my love/
I chose the wrong path//

Had I chose horses/
If I rocked a hard body/
Or trusted my voice//

But I'm the damn fool/
I prefer to wish my wants/
Avoiding futures//

I crawl to my death/
Internalized inferno/
With no hope at all/:

Nightmares remind me/
Awake is experience/
True sleep is the dream//

So I scream silence/
Hike cracking iceburgs by foot/
Pushing through frostbite//

And I'm empowered/
True love desires made holy/
By better choices//



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