Anguish 
Desperate for understanding 
yet seeming to be dragged back 
as a mere child to fear 

love pushing forward a step 
but fear dragging me back 600 

love can break walls 
but so much builds them so fast 

how do you expect me to keep up
when you cant even let me in 

i want to cry 
hide my tears in shame 
away from all
away from him
 
i just want to 
hide from it all

once more 
my mind states
but my mind believes that 
one more time 
will be times a trillion 
the times you leave me to cry through my words 
'when you leave me be
"for my good"
i hate to say it 
i cant be in solitude 
i met you my words lit up for 
that of a split second 
till we had to bid farewell...
solitude almost made me commit suicide 
times too much to count
i want to be yours 
i don't want you to disappear out of sight 
i fear if i let that light 
dimmer 
or even simmer out of sight 
that surely i must be dead 
soon to be following...........

I'm tired of dread 
Spoken words bout dead
Time to be joyful for what I was given
And glad 
For the hand that fits within mine

Occult 
Witchcraft, Spirituality 
Any term as such not fitting 
for the such of a topic 

These terms used often 
yet not fully understood 
I question if there
truly is anything beyond a perspective
and intent

How can you claim something evil 
in this world 
as intent is a puppet to perspective
and perspective can be the 
puppet of intent

As such follows is there anything 
Evil or Good 
as a common general ideal 
or are we that who decides 


You decide 
if you play to the hand of perspective 
and intent 
or 
stand and create the fragment of reality 
Your mind 
Can finally be at peace 

It's a game of chess 
the next move 
is yours

Balance 
many see as duality 

Good and evil 
simple right?

not fully
to consider that to be how it ends 
is closing our minds to the man
behind the strings 

Balance is a concept 
not of pure oblivious minds 
rather minds 
who believe in peace 
past the lords 
and lows 

We got placed upon this floating rock
why cant we see past 
hating a portion of humanity 
at a time 

why must we see random men 
become soldiers
to fight in useless wars

"OH look we gained resources"
that may last a week 
before greed kicks in

Do you not see it 
the more and more 
we use

the more and more we **** ourselves
the more and more we fight 
among ourselves of humanity
the blinder we grow

Will you fight these words 
Or finally see 
peace isn't beyond that to be 
foreseen 

The choice be in the hand and mind
of mortality's side
Will we **** ourselves in
the chess game of greed

Or rise as a new mortality of mankind
The choice is putty in our hands
Now just to see 
How will we 
Mold it