This Landslide Will Take Us Down

I don't give a damn about capitalization anymore...

wearing an unconscious mask,

I'm too afraid to take it off.

blame is a wide road with a dead-end in sight,

and it will do everything to keep me on it's track.

 

but I am responsible

for my heart and for my past.

my power is in awareness

and acceptance.

 

no matter how blissful

the mind makes ignorance seem,

it is a lie to get away

from the beauty that suffering provides.

 

but I must be insane

if I think my mistakes are worth something.

something I can utilize for my inner self,

and I have plenty of mistakes.

 

I have infinite reasons to grow and love,

but until I realize what conscience is,

and how to get there,

I'll be stuck inside this hell with this mask glued on...