..catalyptic.

Brought up to believe this world is perfect, when it's not even close to good.

The illusion of being what is not seems to satisfy most by being oblivious to the problems & difficulties surrounding everything & everyone.

This is not right, cannot mend this alone.

..break.

Eye of the misshapen,
Eye of the mistaken,
All this within one's sight,
All this induces fright.

Hope not for change to come,
Hope just to play this drum,
Playing the tones adrift,
Playing what seems a gift.

Brush away the tainted,
Brush for the acquainted,
Embrace the ever-going now,
Embrace with your own vow.

..fleeting.

Taking the shortcut would supposedly be ideal, but doesn't mean it would be definitely the easier path.

The road to redemption is said to be deserts.

No wonder the concept of heaven seems so believable, anything would be ecstasy after.

...non-assets.

It was all good, until that day came; the day its meaningful purpose in one's colourful life.

The day one grew up & out of one's self.. oh how one misses the status of being naïve & simple.

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...do or do not.

It was a brief moment of happiness.
Did not care if the world would end at that point.
All felt appropriate, all utopian.

Then the storm hit, out of nowhere.
Guilt, extreme guilt...for being happy.
For one's happiness leads to another's misery.
That other was one's friend, one's friend.

At that point, all that blossomed collapsed.
For that bridge had almost completely burned.
If one were to cross, the world would have ended.


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...knots.

Upon the land of growth,
Upon the land of gold,
One looks back unto that oath,
With that face when one folds.

A vessel of brothers and sisters,
As seen below a swaying rope,
All the evil and good man musters,
Sometimes shortens the tightening hope.

Looking ahead to the sun instead,
Pushing farther along and ahead,
Frowning but can't help a smile,
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..rubble.

One dreams to roam the world.
A million miles a day to get to everywhere.
See, experience, taste, and feel.
Another day; another place.

Such a journey is a dream to one, a nightmare to many more.
Nothing might be achieved of this distance covered.
Everything may be lost.
That's a motive enough for one..for the risk is such temptation to refuse.