Don’t you think it’s quite unfair
how we could never be.
I thought we were the perfect pair,
yet no one could quite see.

You and I are basically one,
you see, we are the same.
But “us”, I figured, there was none
because we follow the rules of this game.

I’ve always wondered why our paths wouldn’t cross
even though we have the same design.
And I couldn’t count you as loss
for you were never mine

And I guess I have to live with that:
You being only as close to my side
because even though we never meet,
as long as you travel with me
(into this line to infinity)
it would still be an amazing ride.

In the waking moons.
I write my best verse.
A closing of wounds.
The most evil of curse.

The words write them selves.
A compulsion of sorts.
The drum of purpose.
This supernatural force.

I hope I've written.
All my pain away.
Inviting new energy.
To bring a new day.

It's love or sadness.
And no in between.
No words of indecision.
Have I got left to glean.

Words of great meaning.
Passion, pain or practice.
Each a worthy path.
what ever the price is.

What do you do
When your all alone
And your mind betrays you

When your all alone and without much hope
How do you cope
How do you know that anything is true
When your own mind betrays you

When nothing is clear
And you seem to be filled with irrational fear
For nothing and everything at the same time
You cant go back, and you cant rewind

But you dont know what to do
Would anyone even believe you?
who can you trust?
as your life starts to collect dust
And you relize *its not only your mind that has betrayed you