Ignition Mode

Once in a foul hence
I defiled my own reasons
Stood in the dark
Awaiting the spark
Of a proud romantic evening

No one exists but me
Was it all in my head?
Growing ever so remorseful
For what I did to myself

And what did I do?
Something of invisible treason
Invaded this soul
Let myself go
For the pride of my own destruction

Yet, I still stand
No harm, No foul
Just me myself
But how?
Do I keep on moving?

The answer is here
All in me
Coming in tuition
The might of my own

Am I gone?
Or am I home?
Tell me
Is my existence at rest?

Ah, true freedom
Is the freedom
We all take from within

The end


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/20/10