Cold and distant from afar I stair
Wondering if I'm almost halfway there
In a disillusional trance I'm lured to this place
Longing for the warmth that comes from an embrace
Separated from what I've always known
Standing against my worst fear opposing me looking cold as stone
Trying to catch a glimpse of emotion behind the rock
Inside this perilous trance waiting for the billows of anger I dock
-Jay Pierce-
