afLOat

Affluent affirmation of todays dedication!

The mental addition becomes my brains soul, nutrition;

Or, conscription, to it’s own mental condition.

Relied on, yet spied on, may my memories be bygones,

reminding me, guiding me, but don’t over confide in me…

Those memories,

saying she loved me;

they’re the ones whom keep lying to me.

It is realisms, reality, man’s desire disguised:

conformed confidentiality,

You can see it in their eyes.

The gravity pulls, the water surrounds, I dont’ hold my breath;

yet, still, I don’t drown.

In death came my peace, the truth, it’s moat,

guarding against those over confiding memories;

trying to keep false hope,

aflOaT.

Never LOOT your soul; to pay for your dreams.