A Gaze Through My Reality-scope

Mysteries

Mysteries of life,

Mysteries of strife,

mysteries of the future,

mysteries I'm not sure,

how even begin to understand,

in my mind they live in their own land,

they say so many things and are influenced so much,

I'm driving through them recklessly choking on the clutch,

making so much progress I feel like I can soon reach the end,

and then,

trouble,

bursts my bubble,

under the rubble,

lies my hope,

but I mope,

instead of try,

and instead of fighting,

I try to fly,

away from the lighting,

of truth so bright,

it ends my night,

but the darkness hides my fears,

and the shadows my tears,

tears in my flesh and mind,

and I'm blind,

so light is of little use,

when I refuse to open my eyes for fear of the noose,

and I'm told not to fear because I can make it through,

and charging ahead I find truth anew,

and the foes of yesterday,

have all vanished and gone away.