Alone


I venture off, alone in the in the woods.
In search of anything to be found
That is good.
Fearful of any torturous fate
A fortress of hate
Forever too late
Destined adventures
Of mistakes and missed chances
Afraid of life's dances
Always frozen stances misunderstood
As if I could choose my answers
Explained all my damage was your fault and hers
Yet I am to blame, for your faults and hers
It's out of my hand Sir,
I said to my Master, I can't save the ship
We're drowning faster and faster
I reached for your hand as you yell out "you bastard"
My face drained of blood
I yell "I am casper"
Faster and faster I chase her and pass her
She suddenly stopped believing,
And blamed me this evening
Her insight deceiving
For what she is seeing
Blind to what's above me
A memory of a time when she used to love me

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