Before its too late
Just, close the gate
Go out no more
Try to ignore
The burn inside

The days have been long
Yet the years have been wasted ,
In a flash,
Dreams were scarpered
Anxieties were harboured
The obvious became the reality,
The disintegration of a destiny
On a parchment thin


In the middle I stand
Answers I hold
In each weary hand
The pain of habit persists
It's ways entice and insist

Reserve is empty
A countdown ticks
Forget auto pilot
And any more kicks
It's been a while
No longer does my friend
Make me smile
A great fissure in my armour
Awaiting trial by karma


So take no more
Self satisfying harm
You know
That long ago
It lost it's charm
That intensity has quelled
To a monolithic stature
A soft hum of annoyance has replaced
That rhythmic revolutionary rapture

The burn inside
Try to ignore
Go out and search no more
Just close the gate
Before it is too late