The last straw,
it fell tonight.
One too many,
this House of Cards
falls down.
Years I’ve stopped counting
fall with it,
leaving nothing but memory.
Alone and naked
with the truth.
Bitter truth.
Dreams deflate in light of truth.
Better bitter truth,
than hollow dreams.
No longer law shall rule me.
I fly beyond memory
to realms uncharted on any map.
Alone and naked
I shake off these ashes.
Alone, but free.
I’ll not be what you expected.
