Grounded

Something,
carries me far,
and I believe to know
what the truth is.
A partner in crime
is all I ask,
but away he sailed
with promises
attached.
I now hoist
my mind
onto a stratosphere
of endless choice,
the right,
the wrong,
the dead,
the alive.
I can't decide,
if my hearts on fire
or my guts burning up
from all the poison I seem to swallow.
And as much as I push it all away,
you come haunting back
to eat me,
alive and kicking.
I grind it loose,
until I am faced
with the endless truth,
the denial a blizzard,
and once again
the mirror,
showing me
who I really am.