Redemption

a wisp, a firefly then it is gone and i found a wisp a smog, a something in my heart wanting to speak. speak, speak my mouth mutters then my heart told tales to my mind and i already i was drowning, in that utopia let down what is it? i cannot grasp on then lo and behold! the song settles down, clearly this time at the bottom of my heart for the earth has gone silent once again, silent … like my mind and heart both so very quiet then i could hear the pitter, patter of the racing thoughts no longer facing that inevitable of what could be. thud, thud, thud all i heard was the empty promise of what someone i loved told me a long time ago of cherished dreams faded. and still the smog tore into my heart, my mind heard the song and it was clear that the game was foul when gold made her stance. gold, i could choke on gold for a lifetime of chasing hope and the only real hope was not the gold that bought all these lies still stinging in my face