I think the hardest part is losing a friend.

 I could pretend to defend castles from those evil men.

 Drawing swords with words and mystical herds.

  Allowing my mind to race faster than a bolt,

   You sayn’, your not happy put everything on hold.

     And I will remain yours, in thought; until I turn cold.

TWAK

Every step taken is more sure than the last.
The hallucinations are only part of the fun.

They twist and meld what I see into compact solutions efficiently being resolved. The variables all take form and dictate what I choose to see.
Understanding is no longer a process, rather a state of deciphering wild and absurd hypnotic algorithms.

Moments of clarity manifest themselves in the midst of her master’s rule.

Authenticity is what I cherish; it denies the middleman of his own interpretation.

A distinct course of action has been set. Spontaneous thoughts empower merited actions offering the prepared something to prepare.

Empty

Feelin’ broke, and left alone in the dark.

This might have been a team decision, but my disposition is having me yearn for something more filling.

Thinking of high times when the tide was low. Watching the sunrise with her eyes gleaming into my own.

...A moment in time that will last forever; my memories retell stories which never fail to deliver.

5 o’clock news.

A cancer to society; a strain on the public wealth.

The masses adore it, while only a few choose to ignore it. Bewildered ignorance is prey for fear mongering hypocrites. 

Question what is stated and disregard what is fated.

A universe of infinite possibilities allows ourselves to deviate from horrific atrocities. Wrangled emotions can be spawned from single inconsiderate notions.

Those who boast it really don't know shit!