Welcome to my realm,
A vast landscape of dreamlike memories.
In my world, in my existence
I try to feel alive.
I face the crushing pains of limitation.
I breathe only because it's necessary.
This earth, it's my holy place,
And it's spirit is my God.
The rock is my brother,
And the stream my friend.
I don't fear the unknown,
It's what I do know that scares me.
Each day when my thoughts awake,
I focus on nothing,
Each day I make the same mistake,
And conjure up something.
I smile and know that in my realm, I am king.
The war I fight daily is not with man but mind.
How do you live in a world you weren't meant for?
How can you look to the heavens and be so sure?
Welcome to my realm,
It's not much, but it's all I have.
To each man his own,
Like each sword it's stone.
Each of us are chosen to rule our own destiny,
And when we do find our path... our sword.... our stone,
We shall all be kings.
~C.J.S
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