Lead On

Lead on, lead on.....

Should I follow?

My lifeline shouts 

With the beat of heart

Forever! Forever!

Plus we're glued 

By mingled blood

And you're attached to my finger;

But that light has vanished

Along with spoken words

Slammed into night

Lonely as a devil.....a devil!

If naive, should continue 

leaking from age old lips,

then I give up!

Leaving wisdom to wizards,

for who, can you really trust

If ya can't trust yourself,

and times, but a regretful memory 

constantly stomping 

in fits of tantrums 

within my upstairs

 attic's spare bedroom,

where...I marked private on the door;

Finding a childish self

reminds me of an individual,

yet he scoffs at my choice

to proceed down the beaten path.

How I realize.....all these years 

I've been writing

To free me from this cell,

Words only further imprison 

A personally deep trenched hole

I question in the present,

Really....

is this my hell?