Letter to myself

Crying out into the night.

I yell my whispered dreams
the fairy float by laughing,cruel as it seems.

Is it foolish to believe that in one's self truth lies
or is it a fools dance to live within those lies
is ignorance your failure or is it your saint
Am I free from it or am I just a slave?


Shakled to  my choices living life is grand
Should I thank the heavens or join satan's band
Neither suit me well, this limbo is my whim
Can it save me from love
from fear
from hate

or am I more bound to a simple little fate?

Wings of white glory can glitter in like gold
but it can only strengthen these shadow's hold
one against the other
balance,as it seems, is lost with in the tears
that formed this agony

I suppose we can care
join forces in the end
yet those broken families

will they ever mend


And this my letter true
to my future self
if lost within your fate
never lose yourself

for pain is bound to all
human,beast alike
feelings come and go
though it's never right
listen to your heart
it will lead you well
and remember to stay in that line
between heaven
and hell