Stopped alone
In a place unknown
Look to the sky
Hesitate to ask why
There are so many mysteries
That are lost to the sea
There are some many riddles
That to many mean ******
Seeing minds rotate but never stopping to think
False stimulation, false love, false believing
A man in a mirror with a face but no heart beating
A thousand ways to end but never start
Hard drinks deal with hard times
Easy ways with easy lives
The medium is what we all seem to loathe
But in many ways are forced to embrace
A thousand words to the women I tried to love
None to the one's I never met
All to the one I love now
Presently presents its mirage like an invisible sphinx
A blast of light that blinds some
Kills others
Does nothing to perhaps no one at all
Apologies are letters combined
Easier to communicate
Then a feeling
Off and away my mind speaks out of crimes pain
Don't know it but the ink has dried
I've already blown it
A soft wail is heard in the far distance
I look north, to see the migrating herd