Lost in the valley of delusion 
Trying to keep out others intrusion, 
Withdrawing from life's confusion, 
But is it winning or losing?

Hiding behind a lost remorse 
Not trying for recourse, 
Who cares what the source 
Of others intimate intercourse.

For when you have felt 
The hand fate has dealt, 
Do you hate when knelt 
In others guilt to melt?

With hate turned to rage, 
Locked into society's cage, 
In Life's book just a page 
Or an actor upon a stage.

In a play you never wrote 
With a strangle hold on your throat, 
You, your tormentor dotes, 
While the silent audience gloats.

In cold calculating surmise 
You consider yourself so wise, 
But still you despise 
The cruel pain of your own demise.

Music haunting from the land 
Reigning  Lyric close to hand, 
But how to understand 
The playing of a mental band.

Only the burning illusion lasting 
Of rhythm so devastating, 
But still a scenario casting 
Sadness and joy in unison blasting.

The temple of changing mood, 
Wistful dreams, to elude, 
Notes of change still brood 
Then the awakening so rude.

Winds of despair blow strong, 
The direction, all wrong, 
Following the lonely throng 
Always wondering if you belong.


Sunlight brings reality feeling,
Common sense o'er the mountains stealing
Clouds of misery reach no ceiling 
Still the bells of time pealing.

Then the clear sunlight sky
No more to ask yourself why,
Feelings gone like the summer rye
You know you've reached the Bye and Bye.
The decision you are you, 
But a little of them is too.