Yesterday clenched my doubtful spirit with the will of ten thousand men
Fighting to gain control of my unconscious mind – willing to sacrifice my very beliefs within the true meaning of what it is to be human.
Without asking for much, I was presented with the gift of wisdom – I took it from the withering hands of tomorrow and ran.
Without stopping to turn around, I felt no shame from that I call withering – instead I followed a path called destiny.
It leads nowhere but the view is nice
Enjoying the run of wisdom and avoiding the concept of tomorrow.