The Worst Great Mind, pt. 1

Call it happenstance.

Call it determination.

Call it destiny preordained.

I am stood here all the same.


Call it genius.

Call it insanity.

Call it calculated.

I measure to the same failure.


Is it per my hand

or per my will

or per the pain of others

that I am henceforth pushed forward?


Driven by desire

and driven back by the selfsame urges

as reality itself bends.


I was familiar

and am now made alien,

venturing to known lands rendered unknown,

and the fault requires ownership.


At the head of a vessel

now spiraled out of control,

who am I to say I am not the one at blame?


Smothered by the demise of dreams

and the strangling of security

brought to fathoms below in a muzzle’s flash

or sliced in the aftermath of a car crash,

I alone bear witness.

I alone possess the guilt.

I alone am stranded between a creeping future of wrongs

and a reality I avoided.

Steins;Gate Ep. 13: Fate | Moe Sucks
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( ❤ Mitch)

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