My escalator turned on
and now I am tired...

A perfect prism in singular fashion,
cold to touch but full of passion...

I am just one Poem
hidden amongst so many others...

This is a song lyric i wrote originally about...
please put on your sheild...

I am to kindhearted and to caring
to loving and to sharing...

In every direction
In every moment...

Life is daculate
an empty container...

Fierce blaze knowing destruction
times of false near corruption...

My mind is seething
she rolls on by...

Eight fields i wander
no time but for one...

The last to fall
evils final gate...

A lonely road
is always walked alone...