Our Heaven and our Earth depart from each other.
My soul’s dignity commands a new direction.
The truth leads us away from our polarised path.
As your hearts energy ceased to flow, I stumble with this thought.
My passionate spirit is wanting better.
A mirrored kindred dancing soul!
Difficult trials as I hold to my course, the moon lights my way.
March pass killing fields where lay drama queens and dead poets,
boring, bland bitches and curious old whispered legends.
I take my journey far from your no mans land of silent purgatory and shadowing of light.
I transcend my dignity up bright and far from my inferior invaders.