Horns of a Dilemma

What you reap

What you sow

Lonesome feelings breed, breed the wild steed

If I can't trust that friendship triumphs

Enslaved I am of this defiance

How can this turn out any better than exists?

Did man or god or law create this dark abyss?

I ride the steed asleep awake in tears at peace away at

Home alone, I ride a-lone

At work, I grind out what is thrown

Me There wayward alone

I ride alone at work

I grind out what the man has thrown me

There, wayward alone

Aware now

Beware now

Whispered in my ear

Are those words I hear?

Or just the wake of warships passing

An existential threat amassing

That smile that look those past times riding on the wind

I can't recall if they are what they should have been

This excavation of a tomb I hope is gilded golden

Why does self-doubt overwhelm me?

Delving deeper only shames me

No fool smiles alone

I'm rushing to my lookout

All I'll ever see is my doubt

Will you spare me now?