You'll only start to know a little bit about me after I'm gone.
You'll scratch the surface to find some details
You'll say...why did he not endure?
Why did he give up?
But you will never know the price of inner loneliness
While the rest of you dance
While the rest of you smile
A lonely heart is floating somewhere
Being used by the vultures who don't give a **** for life itself
And so it will come to pass
Moments you failed to express a feeling of care
A feeling of Love
A word of encouragement
But you kept it all inside
Brainwashed not to show emotion
The cost of time
Time you can't reverse

I'm really not interested in your bigotry
It's not my fault that you've spent your life standing in judgement of others
You wouldn't recognise God even if you had bumped into Him at the supermarket
Because you're too busy trying to find the devil behind every rock

When the shadows become long and slim
Stretching over the lawn in the park
I know change of season has arrived
It accentuates the loneliness
Sadness has arrived
Like a black dog on my doorstep
Winter is near
This time will be different I think
This time I'll be strong
But am I
Or do I simply surrender to that loneliness
Outside the winter sun is alive and well
Inside my home, the smell of lavender
I guess the housekeeper must have polished the floors
I hear the cry of a bird flying overhead  
Take me with you I scream
Yet my lips have not moved
I've missed the opportunity I think
Part of me angry, part of me doesn't care
But still the shadows are there
Accompanied by a stillness in the air
And how does one hibernate when forced to live

There are but two paths to tread by
Many categories
That of peace or conflict
That of hope or the hopeless
Ultimately divided into two
That of Love and fear
Some might say
Love and hate
The ultimate path is Love
But also the most challenging
To Love through the darkness
To Love through the storms of doubt
To Love through the hatred
To Love through adversity
Choose to Love

The day everything became nothing
And nothing became everything
Because nothing matters
Yet matter is everything
And everything always matters
Because of matter, a matter matters
And even when nothing matters
It's still a matter of matter
The fact that it matters creates matter
It is a matter of matter within itself