The Empty Grail
Dreaming of reality
From my fractured haze
Scorn the rules and laws
that falter at my hand
Speaking words unspoken
My thoughts have their own thoughts
And my deeds are never begun
Lost on a path i refuse to follow
Searching for myself
Whilst knowing that the quest will never end
And the prize not worth the time
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2018
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