When we held in place.

we can't recall

I can't recall the farewell, nor warning, not the slightest inclination of change. I am awake, I can see, where was I that leaks the lies this was impossible before? Time remains while we decay, avoiding finite desire to reminisce upon dismay. Dismay we will never provide the same perspective twice. Dismay that the lenses of the future can only be viewed once, wearing the hat of the past and the pants of the present, dress yourself to be viewed originally as you. Why isn't this enough? Here is I, to be viewed not accepted. Here is I, to be abused not respected. Here is I, just leave it alone and neglect it.

I am successful I have grown this is the best I've ever done, yet I still trip forward limping from pains of forewarning. Don't settle or expect, stability comes when without request. When we reminisce it is too different, we sour the naivety of choice, hindsight disables innocent speculation, the potential wasn't wasted until you told me so. I should have, I could have, I would have if only I knew what I know! As it happens it's too late, but it was always meant to leave you incomplete. Failure incites pain to grow past the barrier that hits you on the way out. Jump higher next time! Just pray there is one but be thankful for the time that taught you to look forward. What leads to this shallow rut of my own design when I've been building myself towards success? Failure shatters the self. Who defines worth based on merits of their liking, the mob of lonely swarm to be adored. It begs me to save the pieces, the value has washed away. To keep it for the memories isn't motivation enough. The sensation of something missing, to consort with devils wishing deals of dissolution. Frozen totems laughing point towards the horizon, though I am lost their joy does not fade. I know not what I seek but it must be found screaming echos come bouncing from the depths of the well, none shall ask none shall tell. I am not whole, I am not ahead, I am not stable on the ground filled with the dead.

Watch the silence grow, we shall find comfort in the aspect that it stopped asking you for help. Look forward towards our future we must blind ourselves to the sadness of men. The tribulations of our brothers exist without any other reason. As the pen falls the water drips the grass grows the bridge breaks, we breathe, we see, we do not intervene. Onward, steady, we're all headed somewhere you're just not included. Truths be revealed to those who create it they can't feed you more lies if the real is paraded. Display the achievement showcase to be viewed. the cattle are blind yet know when to laugh at you. Shame forks heat into the chest of the innocent, brandishing scars of the past for tomorrow's court of assumptions. Judgement is always, judgment is imminent. Carry on dear soul, the end is just past today's door, no promise to leave you undisturbed. How can our eyes meet yours and prefer the curves of the floor?