Fuse the mind, I'm paralyzed by this ecstacy. To know, to
know I am alive and that I can breathe and become the
movement of everything that is around. Perhaps not
everything, but I am held to the light, far away, tested,
judged. What am I? Who am I? Falling like snowflakes, I'll
only return to the sky once I melt.
Fire is my ignition, driving insanity, driving my fire forever.
I don't know the road before me -- I know I've been in
error.. I know I might still need change, subtle is the winds,
please let the road guide me. The sun shines brightly in my
face, washing away the tears, washing away your hate. i
grow from this, the fuel you feed me. you are my passion,
my forever, the loop. You are all that I wish to understand,
and more. and the fact is, i don't even know your name.
you don't even know I'm speaking of you, for you'd never
divulge your eyes into this -- or perhaps you would? I
always assumed you wouldn't care, it's teasing nonsense
on the tip of my tongue, still licking my lips from that one
moment.

it was divine wine in its taste, and I am blessed to surpass
it's meaning in thought, dwelling and thinking of the past
and all the things that I have been through. I remember so
many faces I cannot grasp, I do not know anymore. I'm
sad to know so many people had gone on and forgotten,
that so many people may have loathed me the way they
did.

I was a silly little child then, now I think of your eyes, and
his eyes, and I blink slowly and inhale, because I don't
know the next step, I truly can't say where I'm heading.
Often, the most I do is based on pure instinct, this is the
way that I am, this is what I feel I must do.

Jealous I am of the stars, they have a place, they know
what they do. They bring light in the darkness, and
illuminate all of the hope we have in the world.

I, on the other hand, wander.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Phaestian, in the year 288 AF.