Our realm of consciousness
Is such a fragile thing...

What is the problem with me?
Why can I not sleep...

I have been living over seas
For the last two years of my life...

Sitting on the battle fields
Of wars from in the past...

I don’t know if it is just in my head
But I feel locked outside in the cold...

The hammer strikes
A flash is born...

I watch the walls around me crumble
As the light it grows and fades...

I guess its time I put to words
What I have lost from past...

I lay here waiting for my time
In the middle of the street...

I want to say
That I’ll miss you...

I love you baby as you will see
As this poem comes to be...

Up above everything
They sit in honest silence...