Styx

So often, I went out of my way For others to get their best cut hay And sadly, I became their camouflaged clay Their only comfy sandy bay Their sad melodic sway. No consolation, nothing to admire Jealousy and insecurity still dominate their flames of fire So from now on, I’ll reside in my place No one to interfere or replace My holistic embrace in grace. My world, my poetic serenity With whatever sculptures me. No more soul leeches No more spirit vampires Far away from whoever tires And anything that backfires. It’s my place, my space Nothing on my conscious No guilt or shame I deal with mine, you deal with yours No, no one to blame The selected few will see through me And love me unconditionally They’ll understand why I left Why I will be going away From whatever kept me astray. Hopefully one day they’ll do it too hunt their lost dreams through. From now on I will be in my Styx My fix My place, my space, My dream catcher daze My nirvana grace, My mystic chase. Every pebble I collected in this earthly life Each one of them with their story In pain, laughter and glory, I’ll keep on writing Their eternal story Mystic with the waves For whatever it entails.