I want to go back to modern day
im floating in the future...
Life,
A simple four letter word...
6/25/08
Debris...
Twin vipers coiled around a stick.
Twin vipers that can make me sick...
I live in this palace made from marble and gold,
It's huge and wonderful like a fairytale being...
Tiny little fractures.
Step by step, he walks a lonely twisted road...
Not your soul mate
Weren't brought together by Fate...
I walk this path oh so many times,
i find myself lost at times, and others...
What is life?
Is it an account...
I trace the image in my mind,
Of how it all began...
Give me a subject I can sink my teeth into.
The fresh, juicy, pulp of Fate...
Walk down this road traveled often
Growing older your resolve may soften...