The Outside Within

My mind is in favour of its wholeness, it seems
An empty meadow of fertile souvenirs tended
By the hands of sanity that mend it together
 
On a collision course with my spirit's entanglement
My soul's shadow is entwined in its own confusion
 
Private gestures motion towards cheerful remains
Hidden shivers climb to a summit of epic heights
Where the bold and the wise have learned to forgive
 
From a cloaked image of justice, virtue goes onward
Imminent grace soothes this chapter of reluctance
...To the educated fool go the foresaken spoils
 
My barren wasteland is cursed of the right to grow
A cleavage of proportions you could never know
These distinguished angels seem to remain unaware
 
A simple ruse guides the direction of an unturned stone
Writings on the wall spell the true nature of freedom
Seasons of discontent are laid to rest forever
 
Crystallized mist covers my celestial pathway
Time rushes by galaxies of an unknown me
I am drawn closer to the strains of an endless chase
 
Halls of laughter carry me through a mirrored self
This part of my life flees the flames of innocence
I beg of thee, Lord of Isolation, give me life