Destiny's Regret

Drifting in a dreamy haze of memories made seeming real Reluctant to relinquish grasp on golden things, long dying. Still... ....Searching for Salvation in this Opportunic Age while storing up my dusty hurts and dirty bits of rage, I'm ranting rude and shamelessly - sprouting new abuse. And using any reason to No matter how obtuse. I have growths of pain and horror climbing walls that don't exist, and they bloom with poisonous flowers that not many can resist. The Endless Wandering Happiness I never can quite catch, has trapped me in this broken place - secured the rusty latch. Now my Destiny is calling with his wise and wrinkled head, that once knew all of everything.... But now begs to forget.