Desensitized to the real
fantasies that do not heal.
Proudly held in straps of time.
Defending present in the future.

Is one mindful of the past, or is it
real enough to look past change,
jading enough to still be looking
for a perfect path to set you free.

Do you deny the flaws you harbor.
Can you accept them, and keep still,
or are you the lichen on your stone.

Is kryptonite your spirit weakness.
Is life the blastoise to your charizard.
Do you deny that healers heal.