Sunday, July 25, 2010

lawn

Take it all away
This gentleman's tale
Enticed to no avail

Don't ever make it stay
Just fake it all ok
Thrown astray

This path's full of thorns
Winding through your garden
The same I helped grow
Time to reap what was sown

Yet looking back I had no clue
None whatsoever
It overtook my consciousness without warning
It's almost unfair

I know what it is:

A ride of amazing highs and horrible lows that I should get off of because in the end it will destroy me more than I already have