Millions questions left unasked,
Millions decisions left unmade.
Clouds of confusion linger on the
vast sky
Waiting for the storm of doubt to
rumble;
Rains of regret are pouring,
floods of what ifs.
…
In this faithful day I made the
last decision,
I wanted this chapter closed.
I expected the rejection, my last
proof
That my place was never there.
I wanted this final confirmation
before I say my last goodbye
To the materialized reality of
childish dream – fully realized brutality.
…
I got my answer, I cannot be
surprised from simple-minded people;
The game of chess is not so
predictable, lack of thrill.
Let me pack my stuff and leave
the fundaments of what I have started to build,
This city is of no use to me –
the architects are blind;
The concepts of the building
scrapped, changes in plans again.
Those foundations will slowly
turn into ruins of make believe
That you are the translator of
those with great vision
But failing to understand the
complexity of each piece;
It is never too uncomplicated – overlooked
complexity.
…
The chapter closed, dead silences
awaits me at the gates of the city;
Next time I will make the town of
my dreams
Even if the road is thorny and
the journey screams to me “Leave it!”.
Next castle will be what I exactly
want it to be – a place of endless joy
And a fortress fortified with my
own blood, loneliness and self-inflicted agony
- The Builder of my own Tangibility!
