Release me, from your wicked hold,
you are as bad as eating mold,
it's going to lead me to where my body turns cold,
unlock your grasp. Why did you gasp?
you knew this was coming,
and I can tell you hate it,
but that's irrelevant.
Release me from your ambivalence,
i'm the one to suffer the consequence,
I know it was deliberate,
the insight hadn't been delivered yet,
I figure it had been intercepted,
so I foolishly accepted.
Release me from this ignorance,

While shadows engage, I run towards the mist.
It stands open and its arms reach mine, ready to comfort.
It is painful, to see others in the rush of a moment,
but I tell myself, I will see the other world.

The world
world with a sense of a sentence,
world of stories, and imagination,
world for one by one.
My world.

It exist, yet how much will I need to give up, for this world,
to be.

Alone here in the growing dark
I try to let a muse appear
yet the page stays white and stark
the words just refuse to come near.

Instead my mind drifts randomly
to the past, future and even now.
To wooded hollows wild and free.
but words avoid me, still, somehow.

Until....I think of coming fall
and all the others in the past.
The first time I heard a wild goose call
as it led its flock southward at last.

Collective thought energies link into a telepathic apex,
The construction of beliefs resonates between minds,
Emotions have unity through a visualisation reflex,
When the social subconscious strata of being aligns.

Through resonating structures of our social mind nexus,
Our self energies synchronise into a composite whole,
As the essences of the spirit merge and connect us,
And we realise that destinies connect through our soul.