Upon Whom It Rests

Could not entrust you with my trust in the elongated spectrum of reality Things are not what they appear to be, but every day, trust is designed by an insincere vision My emotions are protected, still fighting the projections; boundaries helped me to remain sane While the talkative world drowns me with drivel in the wake of an unrestrained time Who are those trying to … Continue reading Upon Whom It Rests