how often do I change from Pride
to Loathing of my mind.
Betrayal I plan, though unknowing,
my very Soul I bind.
I soar away, oh much too high,
unaware a Calm is come.
sinking, Falling near the earth,
I wish to God I could be numb.
I thought that I knew Something,
flying Lost in my ignorance.
body-Shattering force to wake me
from my Shallow interests.