Shot in the Dark

"I want to bullet proof your soul. Would you like to lose control?"
I don't quite know why, but I rather like that lyric. With that said, on to the show:

Wow.
So.
Not quite sure I understood it all
But does it matter?
All I know is that it's all changed.
Everything
My faith in humanity:
Ruptured.
The assassin?
Part of the whole.
Just a piece, a half,
...or a third...
By that definition then so am I
I was the Traitor
Not the assasin.
Never the killer.
I would rather wait.
Abide.
Shh...
Don't tell anyone I told you this:
The waiting is over.

Lets call it temptation shall we
that place where courage meets fear
where what you know combats with dreams
A fleeting smile, a shift in stance
read it how you may in this eternal dance
i know what i want
do you know why i'm scared?
you couldn't, you couldn't possibly know
because theres no reason
not a single one
so let's strip the situation down
and see where we begin.

((The previous poem re-written as a sonnet))
Another pioneer, so far to go.
See you the lonely pilgrim? He will fly.
Soon night will bless him with a long lost show.
And he will watch the star and moon and sky

Does God see what shows on this sinners mind?
Within the maze the walls do rearrange
Themselves to leave all rational behind.
So drift away before the seasons change.

Hold tight this ball of yarn, a dream to thread,
Or chains of fright will choke you much too soon.
And when the ties of fears at last are shed,
Then he will know the sky and star and moon

A smile sits upon his countenance, sans shame,
Within his mind the walls have moved again.

Earth Over Sky

Another pioneer

Do you see the lonely pilgrim?

So far, so long away

He watches the moon and the stars and the sky.

God only knows what he sees

Within the maze.

Another path

Where the walls rearange themselves,

Dreams are a ball of yarn,

To show him the path outside.

One day, in not too long

He will watch the stars and the sky

Look back at Earth and smile

The walls have moved again

Know What I Mean?

I guess it was all too much
or maybe, too little
i didn't really pay attention
i still don't like to think on it
seems to be it's better left alone
In your eyes i see a slippery slope
and your words and dragging me to the edge
but i don't want to fall
i like this place
this state of mind i'm in
it's...nice
it's like curling up to sleep
and knowing when you wake everything will be the same
and that same is good
Maybe you need me
and maybe i'm just selfish
but i think right now
i'm happy holding him
and i'm happy being me

Purpose?

None. Really.
Blame bordom I suppose.
Hi, I have no name.
So call me Loyalty. It's who I am.
Toodles.