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bounce past

here i sit
what do you want to know?

who i am?
what i believe?

where heaven is,
and what of hell?

well who says i know
but of crossed paths and lonely shadows,

a future that sees no end to the one that you are,
the pain that you feel is beyond my escape

why?

as you are more lost than me.
i escape into a freedom of barren thought,
i feel for nothing, to know, that desire can be left behind
i shape my life
that is words left to those that is,
with only time that has past

i bounce past


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