Foreshadowed

To that which comply with the broken bones damaged by lonesome nights and sad good byes for their mark lyes upon its victim definite as stone in the end they are left alone, caught between lust and lies eager to slip away but desperate to remain still brought up by lost emotions and vanished by truth held close as a reminder but be binded by will to lay upon a single thought but ponder it twice as more in between the logics and questions you get caught tearing your mind in two directions over the time makes it sore to beleive in a dream that only exists in your mind for others this thought is hard to find subjected to rules and left open to mistakes promised tomorrow but forgotten today you lie alone wondering, thinking, who set out the path then, that you now follow today