well when will we

or how will we,

actually Know?

will we retain

our Sanity

observing so?

will Fact go down

as medicine

or placebo?

will we see God

or just one more

doctored photo?

will we handle

Reality—

and still let go?

well then will we

or how will we,

actually Know?

insistently

a disciple

asked the maestro

who responded

fist to shoulder

landing a blow

something whirled like

a dervish in

the afterglow

perhaps, perhaps

less than before...

...but now we know

#Questions #ChallengeInspired #FreeVerse

We were just kids we weren't supposed to be heroes... but somewhere along the way we were forced to step up. Us and our emotions took the back seat so we could save everyone else. We pushed our shit to the backs of our minds and fought battles that we were not prepared for. All the while we fought our hardest battles by ourselves. Our emotions became a pill here and a drag there anything to make them go away. We got lost in the dark of the night with bottles of whiskey and pills. And when our worlds crashed around us it was our faults. We weren’t supposed to be heroes so soon... we were supposed to be kids.