Truth in life is terraced and constructed with instability
Stones of sand are laid with the frailty of human existence
Trepidation consumes the traveler’s soul as life is journeyed
Turning each stone in search of one nugget to hold onto
Truth is sought with vigor
Sadness is our reward
Aching peels away our spirit
Blood destroys our past
Longing for future and what may exist
Seeking a fortune of heart and healing
Moving towards sunlight with fear
Dying inside on the way to who knows
Crying for what never has been
Weeping with scarring passion
Draining the light from within
Hiding in shadows of desperation
Peace not received has been given away
Freedom to move through life unencumbered
Clouds of darkness slip in undetected
Life created is destroyed from day one
Carnival masters move crowds along
Collecting on misery plainly existing
Attractions of spinning reflecting the soul
Nausea simply a state of living this life
Truth not uncovered or existing for one
Absolution a fantasy used as a ransom
Blood reigns through thoughts and feelings
The terrace traversed but dissolving below
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