If animals speak out and demand to be heard
Asking nature to be the judge of what occurred...

Falling down to the center of nowhere
Clasping on to whatever comes my way...

Life tricked all before
Teaching us to hold tight...

The pen is a magical tool indeed in life
Its strokes more dangerous then a knife...

Hearts gleam in your presence my dear
Your warmth can shadow all of my fear...

He claims he's found his soul mate
Not the first time he misread fate...

Everyday is a bit worse than the day before
Yet people can surely talk but nothing more...

Deep below the normal facial stir
Emotions hide in a confused blur...

The becoming path lays bare and slightly sad
A lot it does say of what was there to be had...

Every where I look, yellow wall is there
Trapped in a house with walls so bare...

A hidden maze lies now before me
Its entrance begins this great story...

Oh mind of mine how you became strong
These memories in darkness they belong...