Depths of a heart,Sights far beyond and sullen low
In midsts of all the paths taken
There is one;
A simple longing of true belonging
and yet to utter chaos in the darkest twilight
Of our lives.
We are the chosen one's for our own demise.
If not tonight, we die,
then today
We live.
"And so if you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it.
Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry
The one without tears.
For I have given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
"So much more, I had wanted to give to the one's who love me."
A desire within keeps the words flowin', like blood spillin',
take a trip with me. My jumbled thoughts, hearts song, rambling, but all the same, me.
Let me show you what a gift can do.
"-Time will tell,
This bitter farewell. "
