Moth Or Flame Part One
Am i just a moth?
Or am i a flame?
Laying still and filled with pain
I blame it on the same old games
That always seem to ensare my name
Running backwards
Into a time written by more rain
The solitude of my youth
Does it make me sane or insane?
All i know is everything ticks at once
Inside my scarred brain
Life to me is like a long list of riddles
Seing everything,
Because nothing in my mind that is formed is little
Memories remain, and when i recall
most memories are the same
Happiest thoughts derive when i was younger
Or being in the forest by myself
no one there to call my name in vain
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