Always torn between capturing the moment and living it.

Giving it all - anything to have my best friend back. Hopeless.

Very few things will make a person feel hopeless.
You can choose to cope.
You can choose to hide.
You can choose to mask it in anger.

Hide the face in shame you fought for.

Running one way and not back and forth.

I will stay behind. Forget all you've left inside. Roadside on this road-trip where we split up.

Family first - friends forever - finding paths - to tear and sever.

Really mastering your separation - guided by your degradation.

Falling fast into that hole.
Shovel in hand - you forget to know -

Beating your back for blackened souls.

Staying charred - beaten and marred.

Cannot pretend forever if you're not breathing.

Fail this life in faith and trust.
Fear and lust - keep your life just as it is - you'll see how quickly you will rust.

I'm sorry - but, I'm not.