Destruction and Decadence

I have no idea what you are facing in this segment of life You are like a labyrinth; I can’t untangle the mayhem without any clues Spill out your emotions…there’s a waterfall in your eyes ready to collapse I don’t have the time and willpower to hike on your colossal mountain Are you fit enough to climb with my echoing praise? I doubt I ever have the strength to crawl into your agonizing thoughts Of destruction and decadence Of despondent dreams and isolated guidance Do you accept my benevolence towards you? Do you believe that I can mend your shattered dreams? Do you accept my fondness towards a friend like you? Do you have faith that I can make your dreams a reality as it truly seems? Your contemplation is another expedition to trek You are like an island, separating cramming chaos from undying peace Rise from the cave and attack…there’s a bear in your nature, watching over her cubs I don’t have the ability and determination to trudge in your soggy wasteland Are you slick enough to trek with my shielding gaze? I doubt I’m nowhere to be found in your thoughts of desolation And destructive formation, Springing forth the equipment of your Turmoil and damnation With any luck, I hope we can arrive in one piece On the other hand, I wish that we both escape from this horrifying journey Because I want to discard the labyrinth, crafting puzzling pathways that draw me back to Destruction and recklessness That I, by no means, address