They were waltzing in the shadows.

They passed me there by chance.

I was in transition…

They were lovers lost in dance.

They appeared to be in a sort of Hell despite the fact of their paradise.

Every utterance was complaint. Every breathe seemed inadequate.

It was as if they were suffering because they didn’t know how to love.

The Entitled have left the building and I am burdened with these thoughts.

Times do change and people are strange and often lines connects the dots.

However, lately I am baffled… no rhyme or reason can I see.

I just see selfish narcissists and how entitled that can be.

One by one they are failing or at least they fail large with me.

In my future there’s a cabin and one chair by the sea.

There are flowers on the table.

There is water in the vase.

There’s a story in this fable.

We keep hidden in a maze.

I only miss what could have been.

I don’t think about what was.

What I have in here and now.

No excuses, no because.

You don’t believe I’ve moved on.

I don’t believe I care.

There’s a memory now of me and you.

And you were far from fair.

I’ve been strolling in the gardens.

Where luxury has her way.

I have been granted life’s great pardons.

Where time and money are at play.

Fortune shines her glories.

I don’t know why or how.

There have been other stories.

But History has them now.

I like it here.

The baths are warm.

I have survived.

The I of storm.

There is a peace.

A quiet pause.

You had to leave.

The way it was.

The danger felt.

Well it was old.

A kind of curse.

Where blood is cold.

I like it here.

The baths are warm.

Spirits smiled.

Have taken form.

Love was not a road to happy.

A mistake for sure, by me

The path showed what I could take.

If I could only see.

I am going to take the high road.

There’s a lesson here to learn.

I now know my own business.

Deep down those bridges burn.

It’s either joy or sadness.

It’s either win or lose.

Success is guaged by failure.

Lost love begats the blues.

Hell came and left at dawn.

Bright colors ran away.

I rethought what I had on.

Faced my fears and met the day.

Shivers up my back are gone.

Memories had their say.

Changes spoke, I don’t belong.

Bright colors ran away.

I told you push comes to shove.

Run and fight another day.

I told you I don’t believe in love.

Bright colors ran away.

Repeat and rinse…

I see something sinking here.

Drifting… gone away.

Sinking to that bottom there.

No more light of  day…

Lately, I’ve been drinking here.

I’ve had so much to say.

There’s been all this thinking there.

I have to turn to look away.

It’s just these dreams. That I’m thinking of.

Oh, it’s not what it seems. I don’t believe in love.

Standing here at skies edge there.

With nothing but today.

Walking there on that ledge here.

Don’t you look the other way!!

Some days I just get things right here.

When I hear the  song you play.

Moves me to where I can see you there.

And not look the other way.

You move me… You do.

You move me, you do.

Its just those dreams, that I’m thinking of.

Oh, it’s not what it seems. I don’t believe in love.