fragments from my fractured heart
i'm falling apart at the seams;
i crawl towards the fading light,
in my mind logically interweaved thoughts of my parents lost identity
a false believe they held from the craddle to the grave
boldly i uncover stories they never heard
for fortune favours only the brave.
i've seen better heads on nickel beers!
she told me what i do is a leap in the dark
but i can't rear a false identity
within my heart resides pain big around as a molasses barrel,
in my mind thoughts and ideas quarrel
but accepting that this is who i am
will only be a theory for the lost