Current mood:

depressed

The cycle is complete.
A journey's end upon a fire,
a phoenix light to my desire.

Through journeys full our minds do ponder
onto the skies and clouds we wander
of good and bad, of happenstance
of those we love, and those we chance
both fickle pride and profound sorrow
can come from this, the life we borrow
to be ourselves escapes our grasp
idealistic ego is all we clasp
and yet, to break and show our soul
leads but to judgement, an endless hole.

Take pride in the life you lead
and hide it not; exclaim your creed
for those that take and grab ahold
will hold foreverlong like gold.
Those that don't may seldom know
the treasures lost on seas below.

At times our lives do take a bend
and truth is hard and not to mend.
Those true of heart do take us for
a fragile heart which at the core
they dare not harm, they dare not take
but sorrow comes by no mistake.
To know love and to know its truth
joy and pain traverse like youth.
To care is one, to love is two,
judgements change all but a few
and those that take the stain of mark
form partnerships of wood and bark
to sprout and thrive and blossom through
.. but that is but the chosen few.

The choice of love or hidden fact
is not a choice, but final act
for the two cannot be spread
apart like slices of some bread.
Best to end and start anew;
The flame of life seems to acrue.

A journey's end upon a fire,
a phoenix light to my desire.


"Only once we've lost everything are we free to do anything."

Goodbye Steph. I will always love you.