I could spend every second
just writing away
I could write til the sun
shines on a new day
I could write tales of magic
of monsters and myth
I could write space adventures
of Jedi and Sith
I could write a report
of historical force
I could write a thesis
that changes its course
I could write you a song
of the demons I dread
I could write symphonies
when they dance in my head
I could write a sad poem
your heart would be mine
I could write out a note
and then leave you behind

I could write of the heroes
i've seen in my dreams
I could write of the villains
you've heard in my screams
I could write of transcendence
achieved on my trips
I could write how I've loosened
reality's grips
I could write of the darkness
and emptiness oceans
I could write how I drown
in this sea of emotions
I could write of the issues
and problems to solve
I could write how I've tried
to help humans evolve
I could write of the lies
no mind could conceive
I could write of the truths
no brain would believe  

I could write where I'm going
and where I have been
There's no way of knowing
just where to begin
There's so many webs
my words could soon spin
Yet none of them stronger
than love's sweetest sin
So I start with the veins
she's still coursing within
And I end with the pain
she left under my skin