Looking at the past
I've seen what I've done
And it all happened so fast.
Nothing I could do
but watch as it all fell apart.
Love, lust, caring, sharing, happiness, gone.
Judging by my peers
it's myself I should fear.
For I am the cause of my own pain.
I let things go against the grain.
I need to stop, but can't change the plot.
The plot to my story,
no allegory,
just real life.
But the pain is sharp as a knife
cutting away at my soul
and all I can do is watch.
I need to learn to grab the knife
control it for myself
and watch as I take control of my life
and life it better for myself,
and as always... others...
