Revision, of the inception to my mind. Look, out of the lighthouse, ocean crashes into stone washed barriers, separating me from sea, I could glance back at what used to be. I know that one day I'll see. What was entrenching me to your muddy waters, dancing, casting off into the blue, I seek for what it is true, my words will no longer be misconstrued, to your toxic spill, I will no longer stick around to clean up, I've got now to keep up, remain sane in the brain. I've come to this chapter once before, now.  I know I'm different than last passage, I've seen the beaten crumple at the masses, lingering pain, that's the game, from what you've shown through the light, I've now seen there's no thing to gain. I think next time around I'll choose a different game.