I knew he was coming to talk about
what was tattooed on his skin...
Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out...
What made me so sad
isn't your lying but that...
I'm standing still and yet the world is spinning...
looking down and seeing the world upside down...
Truth exists in the space of our minds
Relative to what the other could think...
Sought gentle love like doe to a fawn
instead im torn up and jig-sawn...
Its really weird
time...
I wonder if the world's alive
If what we touch is real...
She needs to tell me her newly-born truth
as if I could accept the unacceptable...
I'm struggle and sweat
Pick me up...
You have but one life on Earth,
It's starts the moment of your birth...
What knowledge is to be had
that would sufflice this longing...