I see you are exhausted.
Tired with the complexity of life.
Your grip is weakening,
leaving you to fall.
I want to catch you,
but you cannot let me.
It was always you in my heart,
there cannot be any control inside me.
Only the joining of life and love,
To give you a spark,
to show you life.

But isn't that control?

And there is the problem.
You never did want everything,
there can only be you,
without yourself there can be no one left.
I know this now,
you knew a long time ago.
I said this would happen,
subconscious reasoning perhaps.
There is nothing in being right,
in winning this one,
just a void left with memories.
Facing the collision with truth,
is never easy.
You have your dignity and pride.
"Pride comes before a fall."



Just don't fall too far,
out of my reach or it's all for nothing.


Sometimes inspiration comes from the wrong interpretations. 15:42 19/9/98

Inspired by and for S.C.I.
(c) 17th September 1998, Fnagaton.