Sacrifices are a gamble,
A betting with your soul.
Cashing in you ticket
Forgetting what was whole.
Letting go is something
We rarely ever do at all.
And despite our freest feelings
We barely fake the fall.
passing by so many stars
I set my sight on one.
I see it flicker, flutter, falter;
Will it give light when I've come?
Consistency or Obligation,
True to me or true to you?
Is my emotional slavery willed?
I died today and never knew.