There is a thin line between love and hate
All it takes is one word to open a world
It comes crashing through the Golden Gates
Feared is the beast so foul, so old

Between reality and belief
There is an atmospheric gap
One who created the heavens and the seas
The deceiver is his One Man Act

Between what is right and what is wrong
There is a pond and an open sea
Between a heated argument and a fight
There is some peace between you and me

Between the dead and those still living
There is an end and a new beginning.

Here you see a man and a hand
A reflection of opposing forces
What is and what should never be
An unhealthy, God-awful endorsement

Afflictions corrode from within
Stone-fixed in self preservation
A shattered temple confined
Or anew flower creation

To live, love and be loved
Surrounded by color and contentment
To be lost in the shadows
The wrong side of saturation

Cracked,  battered, distorted and beaten
Shattered a mirror that opened a window
Shaped, fixed, filed and finished
Broken a bond revolved around no

A torn life set in stone
Here lies what are us
A life that should have never been
Metamorphosis of Narcissus.