*- Resolution -*

Songs of Apathy.
Crystalline judgements No more.
Resolute i not, like before.
Something gives, some don’t.
Crashed and burned, more often.
But.
Resolute i won’t.

Grab by the neck,
The Path to the unknown.
Chasing Implausible causes,
Retire.
Blossomed rare, like tulips, hopes.
Uprooted often, akin Forest fire.

Travel, I will, towards it.
Happiness sometimes,
Some gay, some forlorn.
Pages tucked under the pillow, some.
Some mercilessly lay torn.

Alone never, Lonesome rare.
Floating.
In Troubled waters of despair.
Walk down south, to the shimmering horizon.
But.
Resolute I won’t - Like before.