Escaping into the vortex…

Reveling at all that is and dreaming of truth…

In my youth I questioned..

excavated my mind on time to ask…

Where did I come from..

And why am I here?

Staying from fear…

I wonder if….

My soul cried for a love it was denied by pride…

Perhaps your snide gaze only exacerbated the truth that..

You… Were never okay with this