calls for answers

questions
harolding answers
birthing confusion
embraced buy the illusion
thought it'd save my soul
from another mans dream

graceful and flowing
bearing gifts of misfortune
seeds of your passion
now we're back to why
we ask questions
wet my lips of this
to place a foot back in

...and the pendulum swings

one early morning my determination left
hanging its head in sadist grieving
never could have thought that
courage could russel
later that evening
when weakness planted its seed
bearing impotent fruits of disidgous trees
in an illusive game to fullfill our imagination
weakness now comes from courage