Walking down the street,
With both eyes closed,
I remain on this path,
Completely unopposed,
That is the nature of grandiosity,
I may not be alone,
But nobody can touch me,
Trudging down this road,
It is obvious to me,
That each step takes my love,
Further away from thee,
That with every frustration,
Every word I swallowed down,
Another deep line,
Appeared in my...
Continue reading...