Has it ever been so dark
where sparks will blind
and skittish mimes find their voice
in your displeasure.
We all measure life with different scales
a new found freedom will come when you you cheat with your thumb and throw the scales in your direction.
Faces look less likely to judge
rich like fudge your safe harbor has dried
and I sail away with the breeze
only to return with the storm
haze and stage your demise in the theater of life
I will be Romeo and you my Juliet will beg
who let you dream as it seems
it was not at all my intention.
Nor is it your right.