Lie, Truth, & Reality

I walk above all pain risen and relentless floating on borrowed air oblivious This heart is impervious fortress, like stonewall embattlements ...that lie is twisted around every bitter past and hollow present Meandering useless, wander and watch Romances ebbing, flowing, flying, crashing...dead Envy circles about my head longer away, further removed...and lonely This heart is porous Swiss, like wine-tasting afterthoughts ...that truth is a hulking shadow looming disproportionate engulfing any new light on unseen horizons Only wishing she might see and understand My hot and cold passion platters served accordingly apprehensive only in love's pursuits timid like bullied school children cowering in corners Brash and outspoken otherwise...shackled when it may matter This heart is neglected farmland, like wartorn meadows ...that reality inhibits every bright angle of my soul suffocating the man you would love...if you knew