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Sometimes I wake up at night,

chilled to the bone

about my dreams never realized.

then i turn over

with you gone i know see

my nightare was real...





and i lost you.

She walks alone in beauty,

a dream beyond compare.

Her every word a pleasure,

her grace I here declare.

She treads so ever softly,

like droplets of purest rain.

A queen, a friend from heaven,

and Krysta is her name.

The devil like to play the fiddle,

and dance the night away.

It didnt matter who was there,

so long as they were game.

He danced for souls,

and danced for fame,

he danced for treasure,

danced for dames.

You may not like it,

or understand.

But just dont stand there,

join the dance!

The man of the people,

who walks on the streets.

Seeking the truth,

but avoiding the freeks.

The woman of beauty,

worshiped by all.

Queen of the masses,

but alone at the ball.



You want thier stories,

laid out for your gaze.

You want all thier treasures,

for which you wont pay.



The youth in his arrogance,

belives there no harm.

He hurts those around him,

and loves thier alarm.

The Crone in her hovel,

secure in her life?

Living in shame,

neither mother nor wife.



You live for thier stories,

thier triumphs your crave.

You ignore all thier failings,

and deny they feel pain.



I was a young boy,

now fully a man.

Living a life,

a cant understand.

In fall I was young,

I still had my hope.

By winter I grew,

life was a joke.



You wanted our stories,

the facts I provided.

Life is not jouyous,

or even one sided.

Dont live for the fiction,

but search for the truth.

It will serve you much better,

live with the proof.

Its here that I rage,

word by word on this page.

Steps taken on stage,

like parts yet to play.

Words here portray,

will i show you the way?

No for some will yet say,

that this boy is too daised.

to know not to stay.

So forget me I pray,

I knew not my way.

But for a time and a day,

I was here then away.

The answer unheard,

life nothing but a whisper.

Your thoughts are trailing,

all you do is feel hurt.

I cant believe you did it,

you went and left me behind.

My feelings just fester,

did you even bear that in mind.

But i did it to myself,

I let you get inside.

thats what really kills,

that i was the one to decide.

I want to make you happy,

I want to make you proud.

I want to be a son you love,

instead i make you frown.

I want to be a great boyfriend,

the one you call at night.

instead I am theone you left,

and now you barely write.

I want to be my own true man,

I want to stand alone.

I want to stand before the masses,

instead i lay here prone.

I want to be so many things,

GQ, and succesful too.

Instead i seem to fall apart,

to to play the constant fool.

I wish i could confide in you,

you wholesome little page.

I wish you could tell me I am wrong,

to lanquish in my rage.

I wish we could go out at night,

to have some other friends.

I wish i could see where the light starts,

instead of at its end.

I wish i had the stregnth to change,

to alter the me unseen.

I wish i knew just what i did,

to hate the man in me.

I wish you could speak just for a time,

to answer me when i cry.

I wish i had the stregnth to live,

but i dont so now i die.

Its not about the path,

the long road that you take.

Its more about the choices,

the feelings that you fake.

Frost took roads less travelled,

I took ones yet laid.

He held the futures promise,

I have my debts to repay.

You pick your path in life,

the journey's every step.

You define your life in actions lived,

or dreams that go on dreamnt.

So take a step or take a stride,

moving inches or moving miles.

Chose your path the live it well,

a life of regret is a lonley hell.