Here am I. I can hear… destiny calling me.
It’s so clear. [I’m forced to live others fear].
I am blind enough to see that you are too.
There’s only a way after we passed [thru].
The anticlockwise clock confuses my eyes.
I went! And, I won’t get back all I’ve spent.
My enemy sees through my wall of enmity.
Avoidance of ‘caution’ was my only option.
It’s getting tougher to simply feel anything.
I’ve searched “higher” for what’s left of me.
A lonely voice grins and weeps at one time.
The Sun is absent. – ‘I resent staying inside’.
— Ricardo Sexton