‘Cus that’s what I am right now,
It’s my perfect reflection.
A boy who is ripped up on the inside,
Cheery on the out.

Everybody jeers when they see me ok,
But even if they knew me they couldn’t help.
Battered and beaten I push on for myself,
Simply to make life a timeless story.

Injuries consume me outside and in,
But the infection within forces me to help others.
It makes me so sad to see my efforts thrown to scraps,
Lying amongst life’s muck, bones, and tethers.

How can I keep on going,
Driving with inhuman love.
What apex can I reach,
If I am a worthless dove.

Oh! I may fail,
Filled with the most horrible tragedy ever seen.
An entire life sacrificed to grasp light at the end,
But miss, trip and fall into surrounding darkness.

I cannot believe the possibility,
Of the two things left for me.
A magnificent passage through the threshold evil,
Or a squandered attempt without any memory.

Only fate is left to deal with,
Whose side is it on.
I am so young,
But the end seems so near.

Will my life end the way I hope,
Fullfilling the destiny I see.
Or will I suffer the ultimate twist,
Lost in the grim Death Sea.

I’m standing at the crossroads now,
Seeing which one I take.
Half of me finds it to painful to bear,
And the other screams let’s make a charge.

Oh how depressed I can get,
Swollen with sadness and grief.
I shudder at this mysterious feeling,
For some bleak reason I crave it.

As I sit here pondering, pondering as I sit,
I think it may not be so bad.
Life is a story, best to entertain,
So let me end on angels wings.

Boundries of time and space have ended,
Isolation is my only friend until She comes along.
Together we will sit alone in the desert’s graveyard,
And watch the sunset over the distant city.