I look upon the path of destruction,
only to know--tapping into a seemliness road,
emptiness of infractions--my eyes is of dried out tears..

Where have I gone into a mindless journey?

Ceaseless steps--stopped!! have not gone no where,
diving throne into a deep empty sea,crackling of a fictional sound,
the pounding of a harsh hit--backwards I go..

Where have I gone into a mindless journey?

Striving out one inch,what an inhale of pre-cautions,
have I yet to move forward,step by step,
seems no where to go--had my mind been sore,has it moved any
further--into threshold of redemption as of a crystal
clear universe..

Where have I gone into a mindless journey?

Seeping in unheard sounds,beckoning of a call roaring
inside--enchanted by each movement,
repulsive feelings of unstoppable repeats,
canning my reflections of a silent motion,
daunting trailways with no start or finish..

Where have I gone into a mindless journey,
a journey that has no end,no beginning,just a mindless journey..


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