Roads of Reason

Thin are the lines between love and hate, Between life and death... But I'll tell of your fate With my dying breath... I open my eyes wide To see through the windows of my soul All those long nights I've cried Longing to know all of your traumas untold. You may bleed for me As I long for you Dry those pain filled tears Replace them with the mornings dew They may hold a blade to my throat And a gun to my head But betray you? I won't Not even after I'm dead. Weave all your lies Brew all your secrets Hiding from the truth breaks ties And seduces lowlife miscreants I walk these dark streets nightly Dressed as a man Keeping my act up and my truth locked tightly As secure as I can The skies may seem to change From day to day and stage to stage But the city below Ebbs and flows While I alone remain To observe the possibilities Of bringing beauty out from the stains.... -Caitlin Rockey