EQUIDISTANT.

I am a fool, no turning back
Locked in the wheel I take on board
The troubles of a world
Its pain and despair
There is no intention to reduce
The burden I must bare.

Over the horizon looking forward
Love is the cursor to be moved
When all is over, then will be time
A wall of vapour trails
Across which my shadow flies.

Too late, I missed the boat
Your eyes shone with hope
And mind with the hate I saw all around
Hard to live when others must die
It wasn’t anybody’s fault
Just a miscalculation.

Don’t let the experience discriminate
Just put it down to troublesome times.

And sharing is experiencing one and the same
If its depression or hate or coldness its that
Which we weave around each other
Words are the deceiver on which we rely
Don’t need the sentiments they fail to express
Deep within its real, asking only makes it worse.

Bear with the fool and both shall be heroes
Image not the spirit never to make smile
Warm is the courage without a face
Fit to lie by me all night.

I have a dream, one good, one bad
Both reveal the synergy but only one synergises
And that’s the rub, it always was
Wanting to hold never to let solve
Stifle does the freewill, molly coddle death too.

Partaking is not being told
But existing at one and the same time
Loving is a feeling never to be expressed (fulfilled)
Don’t push for what seems to be right
It only turns out worse.

GRUM