Ahead

Let your sight wander,
‘til the last point of perspective,
Pen your steps…

This, a CHEAT!

Choices - never between your palms,
Fate - is…
Plans - a foul play…

Look beyond…
Its just illusions…
Don’t let your blood race,

It’ll send your painted glass crackling,
For I have said,
It is fated…

Give your heart some muscle…
Keep your eyes weak…
Be still and let the voyage take you…

Hear this Ode like an anthem…
For I… have let myself down…
Now drain and dire in carcinogenic soul…