While nothing is ever set in stone when it comes to me and my writing (I even change old works to bring them more relevant to my new experience and mood, though I do try and save an original copy as well) this is something that I was working on tonight. I'm not exactly sure where I am going with it nor where it is coming from, which for me is a little unusual. Here a glimpse of a rough draft (by the way titles are always the thing I do last if at all):
as we walk shrouded in white fog
with diverging hearts and minds
we whisper lies to each other.
the wide river besides us rises up
as if to cleanse our mortal fallacies,
but is lost to our blinded eyes.
for it is in the valley of spears we
walk without shoes while bleeding
from unfeeling feet.
hidden doth the truth stay
for it is not truth we wish for
but our own delusions of reality.
Actually I lied, after thinking about it I know what was on my mind, but its too personal to share on a blog.
ReplyDeleteim digging it so far. It's deep and has honesty while at the same time doesn't get too cloudy and "lofty". Keep it up, you're kickin A$$ :D
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