my ego and i

closing the garden gate, i face the crossroads. 

unsure which way to turn, i do a slow pirouette and hold the world at my finger tips. 

your playing a game of russian roulette with my future. 

i wonder where is the bullet that you hide. 

coaxing me forwards, i know you will sacrifice me for the tide. 

in my dream im following the seasons, your whisperings are my guide. 

i place a ruby on your tongue to break the curse of eden.

 we fall beyond a sandy shore. the night time is my freedom,

its the only time i breath and can open up my eyes.

 but still you hold me blindfolded on the floor, 

suffocating under the pressure of your pride. 

dancing around wolves with feathers in our hair. we wear trust as a disguise.

so afraid of the future, more afraid of the past

im lost in the present. unsure which way to turn, i do a slow pirouette

trying to grasp the answers slipping past my finger tips.   

my ego and i, slow dancing to time.