Born but just barely

Forced to fight from dawn of light

Enough to live on

two sides of a coin

so, when your eyes close, I sleep,

when you die, will I?

A selfish child craving more

Gave no thought about the consequences

Made a grave mistake

He was there, then gone

The sky holds all my answers

I am here, but not.

Rode that plane alone

Off to a new, far, wild land

Sought to find myself.

Of Staying Present and Such

Changes in currents

bury the past and expose

a brilliant future.

. . . Is it really Me. . . ?

at the end of the day We

Living the story. . .

Raised to smile through pain,

Followed the wrong paths toward him;

Still, my soulmate found.