I have become tired of failing in an already failed world
living up to an invisible Gods righteous expectations…
while learning that righteousness exists only by the failings of those
that were to teach me of such things.
Consequence has become every consequence of my life
never a plateau of happiness that spread wide into the distance
never an oasis where I could rest in the shade and believe
always another cause, another war… another lost love
the consequence of which would leave me wounded
and more alone than before…
before there were consequences.
