Acceptance is the key,
to satisfy urges.
a positive air,
flying in ages.
a victim,
drug planted in her own chest;
waiting patiently
to solve her own test.
Admit it.
as you read these lines,
you mix ideas;
in your own gloomy mind.
I'm odd,
and decision is in merit.
you being an espionage agent,
I really don't like it.
**** your memory;
as I burn photographs,
attitude's the villain
my glass will be full in a snap.
I've crossed the river twice,
and there's no turning back.
Dead as the dark sky
you're only just a member of the past.