How do I know which way to go?
Feeling that I'm getting lost in the flow.
Do I hate and die from pride,
Or love and be complete insude?
Options coming from every angle,
Damn! what a fickle tangle.
Hoping for a "magical" release
Bring me to an inner peace,
Lived in a prison of non-reality
Seeking for the substance of finality.
Beginning to feel the flow of identity
Starting at the end, headed for infancy;
Back to the time of innocence lost
Bringing it back from the dross
Hurling away self delusion
Taking it all
With no exclusion.