A New Way of Life

Voodoo dolls and magic spells your trying hard to see, how it is I live my life so far out of key. No questions asked no path to take just running with the wind. Your catching up, your getting close but now you know you've sinned. To run with me you must stride forward don't look before you leap, don't think first and don't give up the darkness gets so deep. But don't be scared just look around, breathe in and start to climb. You'll reach the top and show your fears that its finally your time. You say you want inside my mind so this time ill try, to open up, to let you in before the day I die. Its hard to follow, don't get lost searching for a path. You say your love will guide you though don't think poorly as I laugh. But my mind is that of widows peak starting to unwind, because I know I love like this is near impossible to find. Together we will out run day escaping from the light. To a dark and deadly place where there's no need to fight. We'll feed on fear and stand alone against the power of the past. To climb the peak and rewrite time to make the mental presence last. There we will meet our judgment and look him in the eye. Smile big and say to him, “This time, this is goodbye.”