Who's Who, Which am i.

Never known till later life home by day and gone by night. Pot slowly boiled over time, things seen and heard stored in my file.

Bad erased good hatred emerges.
What should i do to control these surges.
Positions plotted, images like grains of sand.
Falling quickly through my open hand.

I've realized this slow way of release.
Needed to get high cause silence is peace.

Anger tamed i don't know how, when or why but something was born which would win or die.

I think what is normal, people do the business and keep it under control but story's are turned and twisted to extreme when told.
Thoughts and answers broke down step by step then your brain shuts down so you forget.

I'm trying to explain the words i was using to explain the words and feelings that i forgot earlier on in thought.
My brains not laying out the path to the memory so i can get back to normal (what is that exactly). i'm distraught.

To many questions going around in circles time to snap up and get out, now that's what i'm about.
I need to change my person from what i am and i thought theirs only me who can.

All this was changed by cupid, yes he's real i'm not stupid.

Are we the same or am i all alone.
Lost up here with nothing to do but simply roam.
Something happened, found each other both lost strangers to each other.
Days, weeks go by getting to know one another.
Realizing love and feeling that we have a link to each other.

Closer and closer over time and a feeling i can fly with no rocky paths to climb.
With you and you with me anything can be complete.
You are my star, angel brought down so we meet.
You are the owner of my heart and soul. True love is real not found very often, i feel new.
I just wanted you to know how much i love you.

Dean's