Distant Sky

Many lands have I traversed
Crossed too many seas to look back
Yet here I am
These words I’ve heard them all before
And yet self fulfilling have I made them
That I could go far and wide in search of answers
But really would never have to leave home
My heart knew all along
What my lips refused to utter
What my mind could grasp but not admit
The Impending Doom of a Straight Mind
The path before me is as clear
As my mind is laid straight
The road in both realities are
Ever continuing, unmarred by hate.
Yet weeds grow where flowers should be
Neither is the Sun shining
The warmth I feel, the heat
From the fires of hell, blazing
What nightmare is this
What other options were there
I never strayed from the reality which
Was set before me, never
Could I have imagined -was rather unaware
That just to follow a straight path
Would I thus begin my nightmare
And of fallen angels' incurred wrath
No reality nor dream has as this
The true life that is lived unseen
In spiritual reality layered in mist
That cloaks the Truth entirely.