Whisk me away,
from that which might harm me.
Shelter me away,
too much inner evil.
Mask away from all horrors,
numbing of the senseless.
Visions of Sobriety.
Taste of faith…
Am I doing me good?
Want to want what I cannot have,
Desire the need to keep the things I must.
Shut my eyes from liars and saints,
And have the wisdom to know their the same.
What are you? What is good for you?
Who? Are you my God?
I am my own God.
Yes, with a big G.
Follow your leader, I will follow mine.
We’ll see who’ peace last longer.
Because, To Thine Own Self Be True… I am.