TRANSPARENCY XV.

“Destiny Beyond Me”

I’m distraction

Under the prophet’s eye, I’m telling you this through a different time 

A change of heart, more desperate than mine

Contradiction underestimates routine

From the truth, written in subtle text

A vice that drives the car, while I hang from the keys

Now what about stories and dreams?

What about precision, the distant cousin of reality

I’m scared sometimes, and that’s the only thing you’ll see

A corpse in the ruins of thought, while I pride myself on graceful coming

I only know no more, than what you ever tell me

Words and the labyrinths that follow

Boundaries are broken eventually, till the new barriers are built up, and the mission proceeds

Don’t be afraid to tell me

Show colors, like the ones you always see