I walk in a dimension There are truths Dressed in stories Of the liars den. I walk carefully To not wake curiosity In me Or in anything. Whispers taunt Like wasps circle No Trust But fear. The joker laughs As the fool trips On the truth of the ledge And the romance of the fall.
Youth is fleeting While the heart's still beating Feeling there is some youth yet. Mixed are lessons- And learned is wisdom, Age cannot forget. The inner child gets restless- And always available… When instruction is left to learn. So repeats the cycle- Like a worn down appliance… Fighting life's twists and turns. Hope for tomorrow... Continue Reading →