Its the end I never cared to write the distance to great and still within my reach.
My road now is traveled alone and I simply check still to see if your there.
The mind is the worst prison of them all all My thoughts far stronger than the iron bars I view the outside world has become a stranger now.
I know my truths and see your path separate . A man can only take so much and I have died many times only to return a little less than what I was before.
Nothings left now tell me where we go from nowhere ?
Another midnight drive looking for what I can never find. Old pictures captured emotions I just can't stand to bleed these lines.
Maybe it catches you when none other can see. And the scar we bare together . You view alone shed a tear and recall .
All I know is my page is coming to its chapters close.