My dearest friend,

My only friend,

The dawning of a new season

brings cold air and

dry, dead leaves to be

crushed underfoot.

The insufferable stupidity

of the self-righteous

liars

chills my heart to the

stone.

Cursed am I,

and those such as I,

who breathe

harsh reality

every waking moment.

Noe one is true anymore.

Truth evades those

who cannot see.

The audacity of the blind

to tell me how to see

what to see

why to see

makes my hair stand on end,

makes my muscles convulse,

makes fire shoot out of my eyes.

I would that they were nothing

more than leaves.

 

~Knightsaber~