The best times that have been had, someday will become the worst memories. This attire of the body is stained without pain.Sweating blame and non-compassion for all that one toiled for. Floating on this shallow sea of morality, the wish was always to drown. Was thrown in this world to twist and turn, to cry and learn, to love and burn. All that is wanted is always achieved, all that is, is always bereaved. The only sight is a blinding light and to get there now is an ego plight. It was easiest to let go of all that was held so close, everything that was got, everything that we chose. The time is now to resurrect, to make it wrong all that seemed correct. Looking beyond the sensibilities of the futile imagination and see the blankness that awaits. The wait was long but not planned this early. The answers are here but the questions gone, time had stopped but the watch ticked on. Still at the funeral where all is laid, everything spoken with nothing been said. The biggest trial is always you, the ones survived are all the few. Driving down this dark alley to to meet the best of all friends. The navigator and the destination are the same. Give up your vows and there He finds you!
