Time is the essence of sin
orange blue
my cloudy oblivion
a line in the dark
a cross in the sand
the only place
I ever found myself
was in a high late at night
maybe that's a lie
there was one thing
but that was different
I was different
I used to be easier
I don't like to be so black
I can't deny
the thoughts in my mind
when I think about you
almost all the time
I wonder why
I feel this way
the road was straight
then the curves
left or right I didn't pick
and now too late
I took it left
and on it went
an endless forever
I can never erase
a present
I dont want to take
pass the parcel
is a shit game.

©JM.Cole