I wish...

Wishing is the simplest part, achieveing is a whole diferent thing...

I wish I could follow, but I know I must guide...

I wish I could fall, but I know I must rise...

I wish I could hate, but I know I must love...

Sometimes I wonder, is it the wreckening rage vulturing over the absorbing hunger beneath my skin, or the self-awareness of something awakening inside my jousting mind that drives me into the limits of sanity, destruction or glory...

And as I find myself hovering above my thoughts, I know who I am, I know what I want... But I am depleted, I am tired of searching just to find I arrived a little too soon or a little too late...

It is not a matter of fighting, I would fight till the end, it is not about loving, I would love till the end...

Maybe I have been too valiant, too proud or too fool to acknowledge the truth... If hope doesn't come soon... I may someday wake up and say: FUCK IT I'M TURNING TO THE DARK SIDE.