tangled in smoke

candles blown out
and the smoke is tangled in the air
u think u got it figured out
then someone else beats u there
walk away downfaced and stressed
ur 2 afraid 2 confess
all the things that u left
now ur not willing 2 except
creativity thrown 2 waste
everyone just throws themselves away
now they just wait 4 the trash 2 be emptied
leave and let go, thats what i say, i need no pitty
block the wind, shadow the flame
be sure not 2 dowes its respected name
once ur candles gone, u go blind
u might live, if u really try
but is it worth all the stress
my answer is yes
but sometimes its no
but sorrow never goes
it lingers behind u
u cant hide, cuz it will find u
when ur candle dies, the smoke assends
it dissapears but it never ends
but do u really no what the smoke represents
the drugs..that u pump in ur veins
and ur self is 2 blame
u dowsed ur own flame
pure black looking clear
u cant see what u fear
u were born 2 die
and u knew it
u couldnt do it, but yet u still try
but someone beat u 2 it
u r ur own punching bag
u r ur own mirror
u r what u cant quite grab
u r ur own fear
u r ur greatest weakness
u r ur greatest strength
u r what u r seeking
but u havnt figured that one out yet
and u just try 2 forget
the problems uve left
and ur old mind set
u just havnt figured this one out yet
the smoke is just tangled in the air
u thought u got it figured out
but someone beat u there


JC






a.e.i.u.o.....Y