As person of contradiction,
I live the reality of fiction.
Facing night every day,
I walk the path that's here to stay.
Hating the things I desire,
I feel the cold of fire.
Lonely in a crowd.
I whisper my fears out loud.
Finding the future in my past,
I end things that will forever last.
Dreaming in sleepless nights,
I follow darkened lights.
Finding answers in unspoken words,
I look for a love that never hurts.
In search for the question of the answer I seek,
feeling strong when I am week.
Harlequin,