It is here
that in this moment
I leave
your premises-
there is nothing
left for me.
See, I can play
these same games.
Once I am gone-
my mind no longer cares.

You always say
I am the problem-
I am the deceiver-
and I never loved;
I tell you from
the start
there is no room.
I sure hope you
see the light.
Where Do I Go?

Where do I go?
What shall I do?
Did all I say
have nothing
of your importance?
I am tired-
I am weary-
I am gone!
I do not
Care, nor do I
step down to
your level.
Where Do I go?

I am no longer
your shadow of doubt;
I can care less
where you go?
Nothing but hurt
lack of friendship-
despised by guilt,
deceit, and the bullet.
I do not see
your road of success.

There I thought
I would meet you....
No legacy that once
you stated had
no importance-
but the doubt,
suspicions, and curse
of impossible
imperfect selfishness.  
Where Do I Go?

I do not NEED
the help of others;
others NEED the help
within themselves.
I do NEED the assistance
of a team;
the team NEEDS the assistance
of their co-workers.
In all my life
I NEEDED Independence!

One friend comes
one friend goes.
All this pretending
builds up the anger
inside the soul
of passing time.
Dark souls of negative
energies, being of war
Easing of winds-
in my storm:
I am not sure what
is happening;
all I know
the storms of
jealousies, slander-
fake, and yet
obvious lessons for me.
I lose one by one;
the world of dark souls-
clinging on me-
I am offered a breakthrough;
the through of high winds
and clashes of thundering
that will impress the past,
but bring through the
storms of passing times.

The beak-
the walk-
chicken out
with all the gibberish.

My opinions are not yours,
what I think does not
allow for your thought,
but in your thoughts
are opinions.

Theory has choice,
and free will-
is my opinion-
then how does my thought
connect with your opinion?
Am I allowed to think?
Is your thoughts connected?
I can make a connection
with theory called:
the reality of thought process.

One fly-
two wings-
flies NO-where!