Circumventing Trails

This mind circumvents trails of yesterday so I will not feel the pain of it. Likewise, consciously avoiding every opportunity to look back upon it, preferring to savor the minutes of this hour. Willfully sandbagging my subconscious to alleviate any stress that slips my way. Traveling inner highways of illogical reasoning, carrying on the search for peace. Stranded in hopeless decay, lost upon abilities hiding deeply within, pondering many messages listened to and filed away. Where are the tranquil homilies, awaiting replies? Still beneath tides of dirty rivers, floating towards the bay of lost islands, captivating the wanton disregard of sleepless nights once known in graveyard's tombs.