And I will breakdown
Leaving All in my shadows
In the downfall of existence.
I dig deep, but am unable
To recall the memories I've pushed away.
It is once again that time,
And I am unprepared and slacking.
You call out to me, I think.
I cannot hear through the silence.
Adamant as I am, I carry on.
I see familiar sights
Passing through my journey.
Remind me, please,
I don't know
Where I am, or rather,
Who I am.
It's all a mystery game,
Leaving me and my sick score
To win the prize.
If only, you see, the prize
Was worth winning.
Then maybe I'd be a bit more
Assertive. But when reality
Is a dreaded victory,
Can you really blame me?

And it was just too much
For either one of us to bare.
We searched our minds
With hands held out to share
The wisdom we held inside.

I cry out for just one more
Minute to keep us here.
I wanted all the knowledge in the world,
And so did you, I hear,
From the passerby's on the street below.

It's become just another rendition
Of your favorite song.
Wreathing in and out of the chorus
Through the melody you've longed
To help you keep on.

I ask too much of you
Once again, with hope that you'll bare
With me, through my time of weakness.
Please sing out and please, dear, share
That for which you ask for in return.

Two birds fly today,
Each in opposite directions.
The first flies north
To see what he can see.
The second, a little different,
Wants to see the sea.
Had it not been for the weather
That placed them in that tree,
Never would they have met, and
Never would they be complete.
A dear friend once said,
"Child, if you look real close you'll see,
The birds in flight. And
Though they're parting ways today,
They know they'll soon be back, you see."
Now, I say the same to you, my friend,
Again one day we will meet.

And if asked, I do believe
I'd say, "To be or not to be, today
Has circled in our mind's relief."
If only you had not come,
We'd be (whistling) a different tune.
If only I'd done what I was deemed!
Then, I, as a lifeless vessel, would not seek,
Only to crash without the dream.
To hell with the ****** and off
With their heads; to the good,
Just as worth, do the same.
Sadly, no nobility remains
The times have rapidly changed.
Ripped apart upon completion,
All we have are contemplations
Leading to a better life.
Yet forcibly restrained.
To hell with the entire lot, I say,
They've ruined us in, oh, such a way.

Raging desire fills my lungs,
Envelopes my actions,
Screaming in agony.
If only resisting could
Solve the internal conflict
Building inside.
No, if only I had
The control I tell
Myself I have,
Then consequence would
Not be a disregarded
Afterthought.
But it engulfs every
Kind desire I have left,
And leaves me
Alone.
Undesired.
Oh how the woe of
Desire has left me
Unable to commit.
Unable to do the most
Pressing deeds.
Those that love me,
Are constantly in harm.
I care, not for what
May come to me, but for
The innocent lives
I've put in peril.
Yet, the rush pushes
All cares away,
And I circle back
To the raging desire
That fills my lungs.

And here we are,
Congregated amongst
The broken and bitter,
Uneasy to receive the
Answer we are all
Dying to know.

I stroll through the crowd,
Weaving and ducking to
Find my rightful place.
No one dares to question me,
For minds are wandering;
Mine being no exception.

As perplexed as I am,
I have the faintest idea
Of the grounds of our summoning and
Dismay is sure to encompass
The shattered hearts around me.
As I near my destination,

Soon to endure my fate,
I repent to ALL my
Inner Demons,
Only to reach the image
Of a familiar,
Most confounded face.

Enlightenment swarms and
I'm brought to the light.
Humbly, I step from
The regal platform;
Contented, relieved, and liberated.
For now I find, There is
nothing better suited
To pass judgment,
Than that of a man's heart.

Silently weeping
The darling child
Escapes.
Fear no longer
Has His grip
On Her.
Freedom engulfs
Her dreams
And she knows
(That one day)
Everything will be okay.
And as the day
Comes to an end,
She is released; Damaged.
Pain is her keeper
Nevermore.