Constructive Hysteria

I have seen what has weakened me
I have been through many tragedies
I have gone to places never seen
I have devoured souls never known...

Could be that...
I am a person moving in this world?
Spinning in the opposite direction
of where i need to go.

Could be that...
There is a difference amongst the crowd
of lies
That their sinister lullabies
Of golden gates and chariots
have been shown out
And taken down.

I have invisioned a different world
Where there is little to none
Harm in my way.
Where man is not stained.

I have desicrated thought
Of a malicious existence
And made up a new realm
Of peace and prosperity

Where all are in love
And no one in foul
There is no harm
No way to stray

From truth, forgiveness, and wisdom
These virtues sought out
But this world
Is simply thought out

It's not here
Where I can touch the canvas
The paint still wet
From sketching the skies

It is but imaginary
A time too lost to find.