Floating across the ethereal plains
like cosmic smoke exhaled from the mouth of a higher power 
we drift aimlessly through the abyss
attaching meaning to every aspect of our lives
by clinging to the belief that our entire existence
will continue on in some form for all eternity
all the while retaining some semblance
of sanity to find the strength needed to keep living 
while staring into the ever growing  madness
of knowing that life can end in a split second
and through it all being expected to never once let the effects
of our undeniable fear show through


it's that fear that shapes us
molds us into the people we are
creating strengths from our weaknesses
forming likes dislikes wants desires habits
giving us a healthy fear of knowing we have a limit
and for some reason you and I had the correct combination
of all those things to strike interest in each other
the gift of that chance brought us together
but something more defined followed


we honed our lives to mesh within ourselves
to find the tighter lashings of a forever
that extended beyond the physical
into the world of a magical force
where I had dreams of saving you from
some desperate situation and giving my life for you
where I looked forward to the end of my days with a smile
seeing you and the family we created all around us
embracing everything I ever did before meeting you
as walking the path that led to you


now standing face to face as strangers
all I can do is wonder
which one of our petty wants
or malnourished emotions
filled us with enough mistrust to
hurl us from the cradle of
love comfort and safety
and cast us out into the whirlwind 
of countless wanderers looking through
all the inhabitants that dwell within the
confines of this bubble rocketing through space
for someone to tolerate them


will we become one of the many
sifting through the lost and perverted souls
who are so hung up on their own genitalia
that they can't hear their own inner selves
screaming for help through the deafening misery 
of constantly trying to satisfy their own want  


never once realizing their own actions
are what feeds the cycle of self destruction 
all the while going through life with finger pointed
casting blame on all they come in contact with
their minds in a never ending quest for peace
from the constant beating of exposing themselves
to the harshness of fulfilling the desires of all those others
who don't even care about themselves much less anyone else 


so now I wonder what we really had
were we just following a pattern of temporary compassion
to free ourselves from our own destructive patterns
for a brief period till we felt strong enough
to be sent back to the front line
is this all we have to offer ourselves
isn't there something more for us to cling to


we fell victim to a feather
carried so freely without pattern or destination
gliding along on the wind of passing time
appearing helpless to the current
yet striking with absolute precision


the most simple of feelings led us into this failure
defying all desire to continue being in what we thought was love
surmounting every facet of the bond we've nurtured
and causing all we have built to crumble
to the weight of doubt