My Tender Heart

There is a flat way that I am experiencing the day. There is notoriety in this land. I am tired and my artistry is softly creeping away. I stare at the clock in the middle of the Crystal Court (IDS Tower). The hands move slowly, but surely. There is no entity to bolster me and bring a soft confidence and feeling of beauty. The minds in vicinity of me rage and pull through an authority who is rage and feels trapped for the first time in his infinity divinity. Power and control are seen as the same thing in this band of thieves. I do still have faith in a tribe above it all, but for now I feel sick and challenged by the deepening rage inside of me. I write to ignite and I am never twisted in my thought carnival. I just move forward and think of YOU.