29 July 2012
A hand around what's real.
A finger around the way I feel.
Tying myself up to integrate myself.
Putting these thoughts away on a shelf.
Waiting.
Anticipating which cards will be dealt.
My mind begins to melt.
Breaking the bars of steel.
My desinty bitterly sealed.
I walk beyond the veil.
Beyond The Veil • Opuss № I