Please excuse me 
I think I’m lost… can you help me?
I have grazed the many mysteries of my time 
And regressed onto my willful destiny
And yet I still seem lost, indefinite 
Untraced…can you help me? 
I’ve asked a gentle man once already, he brought me to you
Have you come with an answer? 
Or should distance myself from you 
I’ve wondered many miles 
And I’m still uncertain…about what I should do 
I’ve come to you for some advice…yet your mouth 
Holds clear, only vice
Please share your topical fantasies 
Please exude your fictional pleasantries
I could offer you food and purposeful treasures 
I’m a man of my word…you have my word.
Now that we have settled and agreed, can you please tell me, where it is 
This place I seek 
I fear I have fallen to deep and 
Now envision a mountain to steep
Something impossible in my distance 
Something of immeasurable length 
With extraordinary dissonance
I am appalled by your behavior 
Your disgusting face and 
You’re antisocial layer
I hail on to you, that 
You are nothing
Never been and will be something 
Fuck you and your mother too
I never needed any direction 
Oh ye…well you could go fuck yourself too…
And as for me 
Ill be alright 
Ill just keep fighting towards my undying light 
Some one will tell me where to go, someone has to know 
That gentle man I have once met, I have now forgotten 
Starring at the sunrise, now for some reason running 
 Laughing, screaming, remembering the summer breeze, glistening 
Now that I grown, I still keep on aging 
Now that I’m here I still have to keep on moving 
Please excuse me for my ignorance
I’m still grieving 
I’m still trying to make sense of all the wrong choices that 
Held on to me 
Privileged, now passed as 
They are paid back to me 
I’ve never let someone better me 
And I’m in no position to be priced 
Why should I settle for less?
I am going to fight
Although I cannot seem to find my way 
I’m going to walk towards the sun 
And pray 
Maybe someday I could find a nice gentleman 
To help my find this place 
So I could settle 
And say grace. 
Till then I’m picturing a long road ahead 
And stillness in my movement 
Shadows of my future steps 
And eyes near my dream 
Breathe…. 
Peace. 
 
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