Paradigm Rapidity
strong-willed
wanted more than worth
dead and stoned
drops of rotten gold
standards high
slopes of slippery ice
fall straight shot quick
thrice the decade reach
oblivious of truth
delusions of youth
cement struck
quick-sand stuck
no going back
there’s no fountain hack
fables to self
realized reality
time
aged and just blow smoke
mirrors hold lies
covered chemical mess
cruelness becometh
once upon a wall
struck nightmare