I turned off the lights shunning out what is and what is not.
I lived in a world were being scared was of losing your phone
instead of losing your life.
I’ve seen, I’ve saw, I sought and I sung.
I traveled a world a world of my unknowing a world were perfection
was never obtained nor wanted too.
I carved into my mind a fire that is ready to be lit.
I felt as if the world has crumbled under its foolishness and descended into what is
What is a question? What is an answer? Have I found what I have lost or something more?