The world looks blackened through these times,
Everythings darkened and dim...
At the end of the day
Who are we trying to impress...
Crimson red petals on a slender green stem,
Constructed from a small, organic gem...
Whats a man supposed to be?
I am talking bout the inner me...
War of moral rectitude
Fear of sunken dreams...
Her eyes are closed,
As she walks along the shore...
As I've grown I've learned several things
Life is full of dissapointments...
The mirror deceives the emotionally weak
All those with no faith in their hearts...
Feeling her way slowly through the darkness
Discovering light amongst the ghostly black...
The New Guardian Angel
An Angel appeared to me one night...
Where is wisdom?
In the arms of destinys embrace...
Floating on fluffy clouds in the bright purple sky
Flying away from sorrow, fulfilling her dreams...