as i ride down life's slide & cruise through each twist & turn
i hide the bruises on my wrists from every lesson ive learned
earned the right to choose my fights without getting burned
but latley the sparks' conspire to ignite & move me to be spurned
sooner or later my ashes will be urned, concerned is my spirit
soul yurns to be whole again but the missing part doesnt hear it
so i take my cluttered mind & clear it.. it fills up again till its swole
strolling through my thoughts are memories, they skip un-controlled
told stories hold past experiences w/ no necessary explanation
why does love loss stay lost when its tossed through each & every occasion
replacement is not an option, facing a fear that the lesson watching
will teach something not willing to be absorbed, then easily forgotten
as a result.. my heart has gotten to be deformed, wretched & rotten
morphed into ice & bone, frozen from the world's cold shoulder
now there is no stopping it like being stoned by boulders droppin
falling through each hour's top as it topples down through the bottom
blocking any chances of joy as passing romances are destroyed
im dancing on an endless void
to music of depression that plays repeatedly as my emotions are toyed
more than annoyed at how the situation seems to be simply drawn
but the picture was blurry w/ the doubt i'd been scribbling on
thought my future was gone, death stole my artist & i kept thinking.. why?
but before she left,
she etched her breath in my dream like the moon's eye

it said:
"Destiny Will Pen Hurt Too, But Don't Cry... The Ink Will Soon Dry"

i framed the image of her smile in my mind... then i said my good bye