Redundancy occurs again in such a repetitive nature that anything less would bring forth a sense of subconscious normalcy. To make a stand for what is believed and known to be of genuine care is somehow detoured, rerouting its originality. Over and over barriers barricade the unseen emotional distress that's spews from within a righteous heart. Humility is a virtue that goes beyond a patient demeanor and supersedes societal views of justice. Why tamper with one's well-being of the soul? Is it a new trend that our evil ways set in motion? A new day is a predecessor of a new night yet they seem to be merely merging together as a single unit with a purpose to defy reality. This irregularity posseses a threat of dire importance and will, if not attended to, that will surely offer an alternative of which nothing will remain the same. Once change unleashes it's negative alter ego then attempting to reverse what death has planted is left for a hero's return or initial arrival. Don't try and fix me because that's not what I inquire about, I only want a sidekick, a partner, a passenger to my drive. Don't be what I know, know what I need to be. Fill in what lacks yet never lack to feel. The complications come not from what is done but from what's has been done before: it's "complicated". A moment of clarity exist on the horizon so let the sunset end the darkness only to become what it was prior yet different with each opportunity to defeat the past.