Only Fate Can Teach

Suffocating the eloquent existentialism Running without a moon The morning comes way too soon Leaving me without a home Dear friend, Would you stand by my side If I asked you to? Dear love, My love, would you love me If I pushed you away? Sometimes I can be so cold I can be so numb Rummaging through the abstract thinking Men call eccentricity The electricity I emulate is something of a conundrum Beware the thundering boom of war drums Sounding from beneath the hollowed ground I know how I sound A mad man, a drunk to some Slicing heartfelt messages into pieces Washing my eyes ‘till the burning ceases Running my hands through the misty air Hoping for a sense of worth, a spark, a flare Following an angel of light Through the hollowed night Searching for a face, a hand to hold To comfort me as I unfold Running across the dew of dawn Singing in the blue-lit throng Of hearts on fire, afraid to surrender Souls on fire, much too tender Taking photographs of strangers in the streets Funny how the people we seem to meet Teach us things only fate can teach.