THE SOFT EARTH THAT CAUGHT ME SO MANY TIMES BEFORE, HIT ME LIKE A CEMENT WALL, BROKE EVERY BONE OF HOPE IN MY BODY, THE TRUTH REVEALED ITSELF TO ME LIKE THE CAPTAIN OF A SINKING SHIP.
THOUGH VULTURES CIRCLE OVER ME, THOUGH WOLVES NIPPED AT MY FEET, I WAS TOO BLIND TO SEE, TOO DEAF TO HEAR THE FUNERAL HORNS RINGING IN MY EARS, FOR YEARS, I REFUSED TO SEE THE PROCESSION TRAILING ON MY FEET.
IT TAKES A STRONG MAN TO KEEP ON FIGHTING, & A SMARTER ONE TO ADMIT HIS DEFEATS, BUT I WAS NEITHER OF THESE. TOO STUBBORN TO FOLD, KNEW NOT OF A RETREAT, WHEN I LED MY HORSES TO WATER, I DROWNED EVERYONE THAT WOULDN’T DRINK.
WHAT IF EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT WAS GOLD TURNED TO BRONZE BENEATH YOUR FEET? MY EVERY FOUNDATION BUILT ON CRUMBLING SAND. TURNS OUT EDEN WAS A DRY AND DESERTED LAND, AND THAT BEAUTY IN THE DISTANCE, A PLUNDERING HARLOT WHO ROBBED ME BLIND WHEN I REACHED HER THIEVING HANDS.
SO, GO ON AND TELL ME THAT YOU TOLD ME SO. WHO NEEDS ANOTHER’S WISDOM WHEN YOU’VE GOT SO MUCH OF YOUR OWN. IT’S LIKE COMPARING A BEE STING TO A KNIFE IN YOUR CHEST. JUST KEEP A SMILE ON THE OUTSIDE WHILE I’M BURING UP WITHIN.
AND I’LL JUST CARRY ON LIKE THE OBLIVIOUS DO. IN THE BLISS OF SWEET IGNORANCE, I’LL CARRY ON