As I wrestle with the tomorrows of yesterday
I still see her up close from afar.
The beauty of the fear that reigns unrestrained
My memories are still forgotten.
She runs free through the pathways of my dreams
I lie awake through the sight of my sleep as I watch her.
The captivity of the prisoner that thinks he is loosed
She keeps the keys to the open lock before him.
When will the senseless acquire knowledge to flee
Instead he safely puts himself in harms way again.
The healing power of the venom is the illusion
He smartly plays the fool for her to see.
The cracks of the smooth walkways are crumbling behind
Where the habits repeat themselves only once.
The ease of the difficulties must be seized again
Because of the importance that it doesn’t matter anymore.
I must run far away to get closer
I will scream so it can be quiet again.
The lights are shining so the darkness can be seen
Her amorous nature is cool to his touch.
The admiring eyes are passionately indifferent.
Step on me again so you may come down.
What are you doing when you have ceased moving
My heartbeat races as it stops again.
I want to put my arms around you so I can hold nothing once more
The sights of you hiding behind the walls.
I asked you what your walls are made of for they are so high
You responded with no words so that I can hear you.
Please cover yourself with the assurance of not knowing
For once more I quit so that it can start again.