Irony
Seeking the answers caught within the maze of cobwebs clouding the brain
Like a haze of forgotten memoirs
Left open to wither and stain.
Walking among the living
Blindfolding my minds eye
so not to see the deception reeking havoc on man kind.
Holding back my intuition
for fear of losing sight
Doubting the unmistakable messages
Pounding inside my mind.
Sliding within the grip of mistrust
Fitting into the conformity made by humanity.
Struggling daily with that which I see and that which I know to be true.
Crippling my adjustable personality
with lies full of poison
Battling my abilities beyond reason.
Knowing the truth while I allow my lips to be sewn by society.
Holding back the remnants left of my spirituality.
Trampled under feet frozen in fear
Bashed by deceptive tongues that twist and turn the truth.
Being questioned by those who have no brains.
Being manipulated by the hands of the manipulated.
Being taught by those who can not comprehend.
Irony is it at its best.
By : Me 7/25/2006
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