Testify the Fire

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Mesmerized, captivated, what the hell is wrong with me?

Possibly a puppet, prodded by a sword and fear.

Psychosis, anticipated dreams of unreal, surreal, unbelievable as they seem. 

Finding resolution, absolution, adoration, what the hell am I thinking? 

Flicking dust off my shoulders, thinking about why I live like this, tripping over a trail of memories.

Seemlessly, treading down the over-beaten path, smiling like a child.

I believe I found something worth smiling about. 

Maybe I have found my resolution, absolution, everything I'm looking for.

I've waited for the world to change, but that will never come. 

But I may not be wayward for much longer. 

Hope spreads across my body, and all is good with the world.

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