"It happened again," Myriam said, as she entered the room. "I screwed up. I'm sorry." She collapsed on the couch, head in her hands. "I just wanted a sip. I thought I had a handle on this ... [+]
Record of the expansive mind
Now an era of submerged thought
Where sanity simply unbinds
Isolated from the community
Disconnected from the world
Chasing a sense of purpose
Through civil flaws unfurled
Stirring in the present
With no scope of a future certain
Facing hidden mirrors
Meant to mask ancestral burden
Wading through the darkness
Extending towards the light
Propelled by a deepened hope
That the day will break the night