THE THINGS I LEARNED

THE THINGS I LEARNED AS YOU DEVISTATED MY WORLD CAN NOT BE NUMBERED OR MESURED... AT LEAST NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE.

I HAVE NOT COME UP WITH AN ACCURATE MEASUREMENT SYSTEM TO WHICH I CAN APPLY TO THE LEVELS OF JOY AND SORROW.

I WAS INNOCENT IN SPRIT AND HEART WHEN YOU APPEARED. IDEALISTIC AND HOPEFUL.

I LEARNED TO LOVE WITH AN UNAFRAID HEART. I LEARNED TO OPEN MY INNERMOST THOUGHTS AND SECRETS TO YOU. I LEARNED THAT A SMILE AND A TOUCH COULD MOVE MOUNTAINS. I LEARNED THAT BEING ALONE IS NOT NATURAL. I LEARNED THAT ONE OF THE GIFTS FROM THE MOST HIGH COULD COME IN THE FORM OF YOU. I LEARNED THAT MUSIC IS EVERYWHERE AND IN EVERYTING. I LEARNED THAT A BRILLIANT MIND IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL OF THINGS. I LEARNED TO PUT A DEFINING POINT ON MY CAPABILITIES. I LEARNED PRACTICAL APPLICATIONS FOR MAGIC. I LEARNED LOVE RUNS ON THE FEET OF HERMES.

IN THIS SPACE OF SORROW AND LONLINESS, I FIND THERE ARE EVEN MORE THINGS WHICH I HAVE LEARNED. THINGS THAT IT PAINS ME TO KNOW/ RECOGNIZE.

I HAVE LEARNED THAT FEAR IS THE HEARTS FIRST LINE OF DEFENSE AGAINST PAIN. I LEARNED THAT SECRETS ARE KEPT FOR A REASON. TO KEEP SAFE FROM ALL HARM. I LEARNED THAT THE MOST PAINFUL SIGHT CAN BE A SMILE AND A TOUCH CAN CRIPPLE. I LEARNED THAT BEING ALONE DARKENS THE SOUL, BUT BEING IN YOUR MIDST CAN SHREAD THAT SAME SOUL. I LEARNED THAT THE GIFTS OF THE MOST HIGH OFTEN COME WITH CONTENGANCY CLAUSES, STRINGS AND CONSIQUENCES ATTACHED. I LEARNED NOT ALL MUSIC SERINADES THE SOUL. IT CAN OFTIMES RIP A CHASIM IN THE VERY FABRIC OF A LIFE. I LEARNED A BRILLIANT MIND ISOLATES, LOOKS DOWN ON, CONDEMS AND DOES NOT UNDERSTAND FORGIVENESS ( TO GIVE OR TO RECIEVE). I LEARNED THAT MY CAPIBILITIES WILL NEVER BE RECOGNIZED IN YOUR EYES. I LEARNED THE DARKEST MAGIC IS CONJURED FROM FALSE TOUNGS AND PSEUDO LOVE. I LEARNED HOW DAMNING SELFISHNESS CAN BE ON A PERSONS LIFE. I LEARNED HOW TO SUFFER DOWN INDIGNATION. I LEARNED TO DOUBT MYSELF, I LEARNED PEACE NEVER COMES FROM WAR~ JUST MORE WAR. I LARNED TO BE YOUR MUSE AND YOUR IMAGINARY NEMISIS WHILE YOU EVOLVED INTO MY ENIGMA AND OUR LOVE A NEVER ENDING PARADOX.

I HAVE NOT COME UP WITH AN ACCURATE MEASUREMENT SYSTEM TO WHICH I CAN APPLY TO THE LEVELS OF JOY AND SORROW.

YOU

BEFORE THE HURT BEGAN, I BELIEVED MYSELF TO BE WHOLE
BEFORE THE PAIN BEGAN, I BELIEVED IN FAIRY TALES

BEFORE THERE WAS~ YOU WERE

WHEN MY THOUGHTS WERE INNOCENT, I BELIEVED IN MAGIC
WHEN MY HEART WAS YOUNGER, I BELIEVED IN MIRICALS

WHEN THERE WAS NOTHING~ YOU WERE

WITH MY FIRST BREATH, I BELIEVED IN IMORTALITY
WITH EACH PASSING DAY, I BELIEVED IN MANIFEST DESTANY

WITHIN~ YOU WERE

IN THE MIDST OF MY TURMOIL, I BELIEVED IN A DREAM
IN THE MIDST OF MY CONFUSION, I BELIEVED IN COMFORT

IN THE EYE OF THE STORM~ YOU WERE

RUNNING FROM CHAOS, I BELIEVED IN KEEPING PACE
RUNNING FROM CONFLICT, I BELIEVED IN RUNNING THE GOOD RACE

RUNNING WITH THE RIVER~ YOU WERE



BEFORE THE FAIRY TALES ENDED I COULD SEE NOTHING AND EVERYTHING

THE ALL SEEING EYE, BLINDED~ THERE YOU ARE

WHEN THE NEW CHAPTER OF MY LIFE OPENED, INNOCENCE WAS LOST AND MAGIC AND MIRICALS WERE NO MORE

THE BINDING ON THE BOOK OF LIFE SHREADED. ALL SPELL WERE REVEALED~ THERE YOU ARE

WITH DESTANY HIDDEN, IMORTAL BREATH WAS NO MORE

WINDED AND BREATHLESS ~ THERE YOU ARE

IN THE DYING DREAM THERE IS NO COMFORT. NO REST FROM MY TURMOIL. NO UNDERSTANDING TO BRING PEACE CONFUSION

BATTLE SCARED AND DISILLUSIONED~ THERE YOU ARE

RUNNING THE RACE DRAWS IN THE CHAOS, PREPETUATES THE CONFLICT AND DEADENS THE PACE

LISLESS AND DEADENED SPRIT~ THERE YOU ARE

THERE IS NO ESCAPING YOUR PLACEMENT. THERE IS NO DENYING WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN. THERE IS NO RESPITE, YOU ARE THE EVER MOVING FORCE OF IT ALL.

THE BRINGER OF NIGHTMARES THE DREAM RIPPER. THE PREDITOR OF HOPE. SURVIVING ON THE TEARS OF THE OPTIMISTIC.

WHERE THERE WAS ONCE LIFE LOVE SHONE THROUGH LIKE PARIDISE. BRINGING WITH IT ENDLESS SACRIFICE. A BLOOD LUST WHICH CAN NEVER BE QUINCHED.

TEARS EVENTUALLY DRY AND IN THEIR PLACE THEY LEAVE THE SALTY REMINDERS. COLLECTED IN THE RESIVOR ONCE RESERVED FOR LIFE AND LOVE.

CURSED ARE THE GREEDY OF HEART. DAMNED ARE THE VICTIMS WHICH LAY IN THE WAKE OF YOUR WORDS, YOUR RYTHIM AND YOUR MIND.