Written 10/25/2012
An unrelenting force of pure energy ripping apart from within,
An outward motion, pulling me in all directions,
The elixir is running dry,
Smiles begin to fade,
The harmony of days past awakens the inner self,
The melody makes the heart skip,
Reminder of the last check-point,
A utopian frame of reference,
It was once perfect filled with laughter,
Blinding images burned within the subconscious capriciously arouse old feelings,
Confounded, lost in a maze,
Looking for the innate, true self,
The leviathan countering every action, source of chaos,
Go in every direction, satisfy all,
Held back by the limited nothing,
It is time to cash out,
Wipe the slate,
Cut the strings,
Remove the anchor,
And let the waves carry me home,
The ancient, the innate must come out of its slumber,
Awaken to lead once again,
Sail the vessel to glory.
House of Harshy 