Weave me a story or two already Present it like an arpeggio I know no halts, I only know rhythm Come like a rapid, go like adagio. Today you are a canvas, a gentleman in temperament I am an artist, and I know no bounds You can be difficult, or you can endure We can both smile and hold our grounds Tonight I am a nymph, yes I said nymph I could serenade you, I could disappear Among the broken melodies will you be a constant, Even when I’m not here? Give me a reason or two already You riddle me with your enigma Put my dreams aside, we will talk about yours Intoxicate this story with your aroma Today you are a song, an ordinary song I am a singer and I come to woo You can be a love song, you can be my song We can take to the streets the music of two Tonight I am a synthesizer I will play the tune of your choosing You can drink it down, you can dodge it away There won’t be winning, there won’t be losing And when the stars arrange ...

I feel like I'm coming to accepting this. From drowning in my self created mazes, from people I tried to escape. I'm still rooted, where I am, and my past will be forever etched in my memory, times I've tried to not only escape people, but myself. I got lost almost voluntarily, almost as if in quest to find myself, on the streets, in shops of nowhere, below my own skies, which seemed so alien. The world that was jelly in my hands, slipping from my palms and I could do nothing about it. I got prone to killing myself, the instinct that still lives on in my being. Still there have been times I've been able to find reason, and I have figured that by reason and reason alone can I move forward and conquer. I see myself a little above the deep unknown, afloat on the water, I'm not moving, I'm not sinking. Complexities surround us, and we usually rub our eyes to misunderstand them. They become threats, and we always look for people to direct us. Sometime...