Another glance back to another
Dance back to another
Chance back to the way it was
Eager for love
Also for life
Hoping that the beginning didn’t
Rear such a suffering distance
Together for once blunt
More is undone at the hunt
Now it’s become clear
In the eyes of fear
Looking within to outside
Younger days of now seem pastime
War of the soul
Angels and demons combine
Null at the brink and toll
Each drawn then shrunken behind
Yearning, feeling nauseous
Afraid of being looked down upon
Masking any and all promiscuous
Kicking away that devil’s spawn
Verifying what has been isn’t what is
Justifying who, what, when, where, why
Worrying something lies amiss
Moreover standing at the ready, sly
Never ending peace, angst, terror, bliss
Recording decisions and contradictions awry
