I FEAR

I fear my dreams will never meet my expectations

Who am I without purpose? and what's purpose without a path to

Embody.

Does a soul know its destiny before the carrier is corrupted with malady

The unusual insanity of grasping on mutual sanity.

Why am I a victim of pain? Will the sun still set just after its tears have

Reigned.

My heart credits its own failure

My thoughts cremate each other till there's dreadful silence.

I'm oblivion to the fact that death is part of me

What's there to rescue if I've already drowned inside?

I'm trying to reconstruct destruction

The only alter of hope left in me does not function.

I walk narrow headed a path that walks itself

I see nothing but misplaced destiny fulfilling itself.

I conquer defeat that was brought to its knees

A slave to my own freedom of truth

Caved in my own tunnel of trauma.