Winds blow hard and long,
Igniting the fire from he widest hell,
The smoke unfurls sardonically,
And i burn down deep within.
I know not malice,
I know not theft,
All i want is the world outer,
To know, I am an intrepid.
I masquerade,clad in a psyche unknown,
Wishing to be an intrepid alone,
But the world knows my fears and pains,
Alas,I wish, I had it all my way..
There is no rain, there is no sun,
To wash out all my sins galore,
Trapped within the haze of smoke,
I kill my nerves with a blow..
To be and to wish are too unique,
I realise with all the blood that steamed,
I fail to restrain my voice...
To the injustice of the world and me within.....
I cant let go, of the million things i desired,
I cant get the few I aspired,
All the world stands against these dreams,
And I stand within the psyche unknown......