I Was Wrong

Past in the memory the landscape etched
Younger times auctioned to the highest
Primitive minutes spent in purest aw
The strike of a line the pressure rises

Ripped away as it thought
Yet all revealed the cards always show
Decisions made intent on the prize
Battle as you must to reach yours

Worry

The hurried rustle pushes us forward
What dawn has yet to bring, mind sets
Even tattered thin papers weigh down the scales
The present darkened, as the future blinds

While the carelessness of small digits can never be replaced
A slowed down stream burns, sets the moment
The tomorrow's winds will test our rigs true
Today's script lies though, still yet unwritten

Doubt

Raining down upon us like hailstones sharp
Fear of mirror's shards the memories imprinted in time
To not know the future, but sulk on the suggested obvious yet again
A successful failure your only goal in blinded, lazy sight
Countless reasons help construct the sieged walls as before
Yet these same words have struck the passages towards the keep
Not one of ask nothing left, but the glasses always higher in the horizon's end
For surely the worse has been written before our books dried their black ink,
Your same kind drowned in the sunken sands alone and humanly hopeless

Apathy

Smiling as you watch the house burn down from the inside
Countless sheep tamed more than nature would intend
Thoughts swayed by the constant flickering of lights
Your small radius controlled, comfortably enough

A stomach fully processed while the others hollow
A soul judged not by worth, but the money in their sands
Decisions waisted as time dances on in pure spite of all who stand
For the knowingly guilty cannot claim ignorance when all is shown before