(Written 2~27~04)
Deep within a seeker’s soul.
A feeling aching for control.
Desolation captivates.
Holding me in it’s warm embrace.
Never words which can describe.
Inner emotions which we abide.
Something’s nearing gaining speed.
Tiring eyes that sleep doth need.
Live a lie committing crime.
Strength to fight off father time.
Painful memories invoke past haunts.
Fingers pointing in constant taunts.
Solitary heart of lace.
A mask, a statue, true disgrace.
Even the winds swift changes peak.
Passion fighting off the weak.
Listen for the warning signs.
Memorize defending lines.
Deep within a seeker’s soul.
A feeling aching for control.
Desolation captivates.
Holding me in it’s warm embrace.
Park a car and pick a card.
Life a tiny glassy shard.
Mirror to another life.
Struggling with eternal strife.
Again the morning I will face.
There is no means of true escape.
Light which people cannot save.
Stars to seek the darkest grave.
Those who’ve already come and gone.
Pictures framed upon the dawn.
Live and die upon the land.
Ground to lend it’s helping hand.
Future held by a spindle thread.
A crazy mind that now is dead.