Questioning, No Answers.

and may i ask this one question?
this one very simple question.
why would you throw away your life?
lies, breakage, a mouth full of non remembrance
on the streets i can see you gaping at what
your life could of possibly been.
even with your new group i can see
you lost, desperate for comfort from anyone.
i can see the way you turn things upsidown in
your mind to make it seem logical.
untie the ribbons with your hands plastered
to the gates, you aren't a saint.
not even close to a prophet. your worthless.
i tried to help you but you pushed me away
i knew what was best for you but you
acted like i was going out of my head.
there are so many things i wish i could tell
you but it's so pointless. like you'll really listen?
come on, let's be serious for once.


i called and i told them. that your time
is almost up. you follow your way to the
place that shines. it's easier said then done.
living is the hard part, don't make a mess
of yourself. this life only comes once in
a while don't loose yourself in a crowd
of non believers.