always

  stasis at chaos

jogging, chugging along

without a basis

or so was the projected mind

the road was always around the hills

That is why falls came thick and fast

it was always swimming under

not requesting to get past

but choice also rolled dices

the written page got scrubbed 

but yet it was always there

the fades only bumped up the chaos

sacred

 foundered solace

at that door

but climbing the steps again

would be a travesty

of the peace I wear

I can't take back the young visage

but can hold the mask

for the scars

for the memory was sacred

until the windows opened

and society stepped in

puppets only danced around

but I slipped the string