Internal Awareness

Sentimental value is an optical illusion,

you hold on long enough until you start to feel the confusion,

aware of time and space,

but totally unaware of those rose petal glasses on your face,

that reckless abandon has you ignoring the thorns by your side,

caught in a dreamlike trance,

you bypass the chance to smell the flowers,

opting for a tougher route so you end up falling like the twin towers,

the glasses fall off and now you’re faced with reality,

everything merges together eliminating that duality,

your heightened senses have you in a euphoric state,

but disbelief still consumes your mind frame,

appalled at the flaws you notice you feel like you’re starting off on a blank slate,

it’s time to start listening to that voice that’s innate,

that’s the kind of guidance that will guarantee your sealed fate,

alone on this journey,

but loneliness is not something that worries me.