Times
Can be
Too
Tough for
Some
To take.

Times
Can challenge you,
Challenge
Me.

You ask me
What I'm doing here and I
Ask you
The same.

I can't connect
My fingers
To my mind.

I've lost
The wonder.

Perhaps each of
Us
Only has so much
Magic within?

Maybe,
Each of us only gets
So much
Madness.

Maybe
I've spent all mine,
Used all mine.

Maybe
I'm running on fumes
Thinking and
Not thinking
Of

You.

But what is this life
Without
This?

Words question what I am,
Who I am, and why I am.

They tell the stories we've
Heard too many times before.

And they tell stories
We'd wished we'd never hear
Again.

A lost whisper
Skips down the train tracks
What you've done to me
You can never
Take back.

Your eyes are heavy
In your head
You're the pencil
But baby,

I'm the lead.

Without me
You're a shell
Without me
Rusted bell

Don't be confused,
There ain't no magic
To my spell.