IF i could describe the state
my mind is in for all...

Lying in bed
you seem Serene...

Who are you to judge my eye,
while i mirror what you call art...

In the light of a crimson sunset,
he walks alone at water's edge...

Enemies claiming freindship,
bring shallow offerings of love...

Change of scenery for the ill begotten son,
His eyes a shifting hue of green and Grey...

My guides won't leave me alone,
they have seen me hit the floor...

A dragon spits as concious grows,
howling insults at its surroundings...

Right here, right now.
It ends here tonight...

The free the wonderous living in the past,
Strong but lifeless in their nature...

Another day, another tear.
Will i crumble again...

A year or so later
I thought the that pain would have died...