Isn't It beautiful but deathly thinking about,
How a far a single choice causes pathways to form,
It could be a level in between undisturbed or complete fallout,
Like train tracks switching direction while up ahead there's a storm,
And its exciting but there's a raging battle in your brain; hard to find calm,
Because the million different options whizz through it like lotto *****,
Theres still green earth on the floor and maybe on your tongue a soothing psalm,
But the ground isn't always soft enough to catch you if you fall

Maybe a nightingale sings softly on a branch,
Maybe the sky is heavy enough to cry,
There's always music to accompany every revanche,
Even if the battle is simply to try,
Because sometimes the war is getting back what you desperately need to find,
Even if that thing was simply your mind.

There was a little moment I had just the other day,
When I felt really low and wanted to disappear,
When I was sprawled across my bed and felt every ounce of pain and anguish,
And thought about how it could all be gone, how If I wanted, I could just erase myself from the world,
And the little cogs in my brain that were currently turning,
And generating a presence would just stop forever,
And I dreamed of it and felt it and with that fell asleep,
And I was gone, momentarily because for that moment sleep symbolised so much more than just resting and waking up,
And when I woke up those cogs started turning slowly and I was back again,
But that moment, the dream, the feeling and the desire stayed with me,
And I always go back to that moment.

Was it wrong?
What he said to me
I think about it now
But it hurt then at least
He made a poker faced jibe,
Concealed his malice with a wry smile,
As he glossed over the comment,
not a quiver in his vibe

But should I be upset?
Words hurt but his were fine,
It's the way he said them that irked me so,
And they were never really out of line

Im confused and rightly so,
Is it better or is it worse,
When someone attacks you and you barely know,
Because they hide the hate behind an unflustered face,
So you hate me? well just let me know