I feel as though I'm trapped in a maze
as I wander, lost in a daze.
Here in this place where no wind blows
The fact that I'm here I think no one knows.
Twelve years of standardized outside correction,
Has left me with no sense of direction.
I wander these dark halls,
With tattered memories of its various pitfalls
I wander alone
Through thoughts of common sense,
Or tragic past events,
To everything I've never known.
It gets bigger everyday,
I hear its shifts, learning what it wants me to say.
There is no way to make it through all of my days,
So for you, I have one final request:
This is an invitation,
To the corners of my mind,
My final act of desperation,
Come see what you will find.

I thought it nice to make a correction,
to a saying that may have caused much rejection.
For all those lovers who's long distance relationships they fear,
I shall leave this simple note here:

While distance may make the heart grow fonder,
Too much distance will make the heart go yonder.

Every phoenix rises from their flame,
But not all return the same.
And upon every rise,
A new feathers of the majestic bird dies,
Waiting for someone to revitalize,
Or just listen to its cries.

Emptiness
Helplessness
A crack in my being
Through which all feeling is fleeing.
A splinter in my soul
Dug deeper than the largest hole
Ever growing,
But never showing
Whilst I must admit it is home to my inner creatures,
They are not all without their good features.
A source of my creativity,
Despite its terrible implications and my hate
I hope my splinter never leaves me,
For I cannot imagine what I would do without my gate,
Because I may be as dark as coal,
Without this splinter in my soul.

It's following me,
Nameless, faceless.
Too dark to see...
Traceless.
It follows my every step,
Into my life it crept.
Influenced by everything...
Or is it influenced by nothing?
Does it matter?
No matter what I try, it's influence on me goes farther than chatter.
Darker than coal,
Like a splinter in my soul.
I'm like a refugee in my own life,
Lost in all this strife.
It follows me though light,
And surrounds me in the night...
Influenced by infinity,
My own personal tragedy...

Names are powerful seals
They have the powers of deception
Concealing how you feel,
Or your mind's conceptions.
But names have a fatal flaw,
Releasing your demons upon a single call.
And if every time it happened you saw,
You would surely feel the fall.
But it doesn't have to always be the same,
And there is no reason to show obscenities,
Just call out my name,
And I'll be there with your insanity.

Has it ever cruised through your head,
All those things you've ever heard said?
Have you ever imagined how a criminal thinks,
Or the thoughts of the passengers of a ship as she sinks?
It could be quite intriguing,
Seeing how other people are feeling.
But as I think now,
I find ways that could prove how,
Whilst it would be quite thought provoking,
It's probably best that these things go left unspoken.