An Inconvenient Truth

An inconvenient truth blasted

thought I would go deaf

Suffocated by reality, so I held my breath

Frustrated, so I beat my chest

Like a beast I ran till I could hear blissful lies

told my conscience forty years from now I'll apolgize.

But for now, I'll buy time

Distanced on the tallest mountain

I'll be fine.

Sublime, but fine.

Trading peace for a piece of mine.

Too much thinking,

Where's the the vine?