The Fear Has Gone

The question is why do i walk the long way home? Can't recall your answer now My fear has gone i'm fake My only thoughts of what's to gain As i stumble into sudden blows The fall has no delay Exhaulted space, befriended land, an all encompassing high plan. A vaulted thust, a word so grand is spoken by another man. Above the space, below the land, in everything except the hand Forgotten trust, defended land, a way to forge another plan