One day,
When I say "I love you",
Someone will believe me.

That will be the day,
I thankfully,
Will die.

There's a substantial difference,
From knowing the path and walking it.

Yet never finding a path,
Differs much more.

I still don't know,
If my insecurities were caused,
By standing on front of the mirror,
Or because of the cracks in the mirror itself.

You know you're lost,
When all that set you to peace,
Becomes painful reminder,
Of where, you once were.

I hear her laugh,
Yet I've no idea why.
I see her smile,
Its mystery makes me cry.

Breaking up,
Separation,
Years of life making a friend.

Gone in a blink,
The loss last forever,
And the rollercoaster,
Turns it's first bend.

You'll start down so low,
And maybe you'll rise,
But tricky,
This coaster tends to go.

It'll pitch you and twist,
Will take you for loops,
With no restraints,
You be so exposed.

You fly by the attendant,
Scream "LET ME OFF!"
But she'll stare on,
Eyes, lost in a glaze.

And just as you accept it,
This is where your at,
The coaster will,
Will spit in your face.

It's not the attendant,
Nor the passenger on this ride,
They're really,
Not the ones you should blame.

It's this carnival called life,
And desire to be loved,
That will take you to a world,
Blurred by your teary haze.

Five years from now,
Oh hell, what a joke.
I barely recall,
My name.

Pleasant thoughts dance,
In the haunt of my head,
Misleading, and corrupting,
My brain.

Dream's of forever,
Washed away by a landslide,
Vast as time,
It slid it all away.

So tomorrow can *******,
Next year just the same.
Who the hell,
Misses the future, anyway?