untitled

as we walk blindly to our destination

complications arise

and our eyes begin to open, focused on the truth

but who is to blame for our foolishness

we scream out to the heavens asking for answers

but silence falls apon deaf ears

fears of being alone surround us

we must regroup

recoup

false idols and false gods

have consumed us

trust escaped

fate arrives

and waits patiently

blatantly rushing our time

find your inner soul

gain control

or unfold

the lines left unread

but fed the food of eagerness

unrest

just

a test of our willingness

to believe

receive what is real

and what is fake

fate awaits

it's to late