It’s easy to lose oneself,the challenge is to find him,when all about him tremblesit is easy to lose your way. The world is loud, obnoxious,distracts at every turn,despite the fate you yearnthe way is blocked with brambles. Entangled in your status,you sprint and spit, aimless,the yellow brick road obscuredas you wander off, clueless. Diverted byContinue reading “To Lose Oneself Until Death”