I lay down stones
Tomes from my old worlds
And you just can’t help
But connect the dots
Create roads that create destinations
That don’t exist
We never learn
The truth we yearn for
Because we judge in an instant
Make assumptions to form answers
To fill gaps
Before we get to them
If you actually cared about what was true
Would you create answers from out of the blue
Before asking the questions
The truth that you’re left with
Is never the letter
No matter how clever
Now matter how clearly
We think we know better
It’s never better to assume we know
We don’t
We lie
To ourselves
Divide the mind
Between truth and a lie
And maybe that’s why
We’re never tethered
Forever alone
Separated by the lines we draw
To connect the dots to the things we know
We thought we knew
We drew the lines
And stepped inside
And lost our minds
To lies
To the paths we find
That we made in our minds
Now we’re locked in box
And it will never stop
Because we never got the chance
To see what was truly beyond
The lines we drew
Epilogue:
You might not get a chance to prove yourself
I might just make assumptions first
And put you back up on the shelf
And walk away
John Thursday 