The desire to love another to see that person in your arms. To dawn a new form a new horizon. But when you hold your new love all you see. Is the desire of the past. The impossibility of that love torments you to holds you back like a warden who's prison you are in. It's shackles haunt and torment you.  You need to move on you say to go forward to take that step. But all you see or want is the past. Yet even in the past it was not to be. Tormented that she was meant for another. Unknown is it to you the reason for your affection. All you know is that you want her. You desire her. You need her. You'd **** for her you'd die for her. You become obsessed. You ask yourself why?!? Why must I love this person?! It drives you insane all the while you try and forget her to leave her and never remember her. But like a mother to her child you come back. You need her. But she can't be yours. She's meant for another. The burning desire inside of you can never be quench. So you desire to forget and leave. Become a wanderer and set for the sands of time. Your love manifests itself into your world. Untainted by the its love being reciprocated. It simply because like a dog begging for its master to praise it. But you have become a wanderer you try and move away from this un evolving  love. But you can never leave. It will haunt you. You were meant to be but your half of the soul was split in two. And your other  half is her lover. This torments you. You want to simply sleep. It's been a tiring journey all you want is sleep. You were a wanderer but now. You're a warrior and it's time to find your rest.

What can I trust? Who is there that can be trusted?

In this world of seemingly swirling cartels, agendas, and white collared crimes.

Even are words are becoming convenient lies

Every step seemingly could be a mistake.  The truth that I see as I live life is that. There is no one you can trust.

Everyone is out for themselves.but even that can't be true

There is what I want the truth to be and there is what the truth is and what the people I trust say the truth is.

They say trust but verify. There is no trust. Making the distinction of truth. That much more blurred

So what is truth? If no one can be trusted. Then what is truth. The only truth you can trust in whole heartedly  is the truth in front of your eyes.

Everyone is a lier, but there are those that have crossed the line of deception and have turned themselves into devils.

The world is decaying. Will you stop it?

Hopelessness. Emptiness? What is it that torments me. Why are there frayed ethereal chains growing ever longer. What is at the end of this bloodied chain. I must pull but when I pull my chest heaves there blood and pain and agony soaring through my body. Why do I feel this way? What is the cause!? I see someone at the end of this chain..... No not chain, chains why are there so many? All of them hooks digging into my flesh why? Why must my body been torn like this? Brothers? Family? My love? Why are you growing farther apart from me? Why is it that the further you go the farther these chains extend and the more they pull on my body? Why? Why must I feel such pain? Don't be angry with me! But behold you are not angry with me. So why is this pain. This. Emptiness why does it still envelop me?

I will maintain my current course

Be it I do not know if I create my own destiny or that I travel a predetermined path.

I do not know

My course shall remain

To the tommorrow that may never be we shall sail for.

Though I may not come to that which i desire. I shall remain

I follow you. But I do not trust you. Forgive me your child.

I was told that you have a path for me, is this true?

I know not.

I shall remain on my path. May it take me to the shores of victory. Be it for the glory of you or I.

The course is set. I shall remain

You know, it was said that love is a universal right. But you have to earn that love first.

Love is a precious thing

Protect that which you love with your life.

Or else it is a meaningless love