I’ve reached clarity
Living in reality
But the actuality
Is still disparity
So close to hope
The slope I groped on dope
No longer do I elope
Alone on this epoch I mope
Back at the caprice
That not a thing matters
After all applicators
Apocalypse at close quarters
For eternity I persevere
Determination near over
Rarely cheerful here
Ups and downs found
See bounds far as clouds
But ground is all around
Hound to be sound and proud
This grip is crippling
Its ripping, I’m sinking
This is what I’m hinting:
I’m slipping with living