"All That we may See or Seem
Is but a dream with in a dream" EAP
The Labyrinth

I Thought I could save you
Be your salvation
a pinnacle of light
to penatrate your eternal plutonic darkness
guide you through the unseen thick night
you were swallowed whole
by your depression
runnign wild
you were willing to run to any portal
that held a promise for escape
crystaline tears splilling from a full heart
and weary eyes
How can I possibly save you?

I finally found you in the darkness
but I lost sight of the light
and foudn out the tunnel was a labyrinth
I became compleatly lpst in it and you

no light
no path
no sight
no sounds
no stars
no sky

Hopelessly lost in myself and in you
No rhyme or reason in this section. What is real, and what is not? And is any reality truer than another? To one or maybe another?
Rupenzel-esque

That I couldst save thee from thy distanced tower
In the darkest nightly hour
rescue thee from where hence ye lay
alive still in your tower grave!
buried in purfumes of angels and clouds
but that I could see thee now!
Thoust entrapped -eternal
thou thy flesh still glows alive
Ah! I feel that thy heart still beats for me
filled longing for my love in thy breast
My only maiden, please, wait for me!
I shall try my best to rescue thee
And should I fail in my soul's only quest
please, spill no tears upon thy chest
and should I fail in my heart's only quest
My maiden, hold your heart (though longing) only for me
Though my body may lay  a corpse
o'er oceans, lakes, and frothy seas
or should thou past -to rise to the holy light
Leaving I to find thee cold in thoust bed
I will not shed a sorrows tear
but smile and kiss they cold brow instead
to shortly after join thee then
to dance upon the heaven's clouds
but this hath not happend
it be not then!
So I go to save thee now
The Dasies

I sat quietly watching pensivly
the fortune-telling flower
each soft petal repeatidly accounting
if a love, loves or loves not
before daring to seize a delicate daisy
I looked at it long, hard, and thought
how does the simple head of the flower
know the knowledge that I do not?
or does the pale petaled plant
only predict to mock or tease
what I can only guess upon?
I pluck the petals one by one now
each floating softly to the ground
Loves me! Loves me!
Loves me not
Loves me! Loves me!
Loves me not...
with each petal that falls the pattern only grows
such a silly game that attreacts the young heart
but so seriously taken in the over all
Loves me, Loves! Not loves me not!!
The last petal fallen, floating to the ground
telling me the Daisy's true opinion
but not until the naked mind of the daisy is shown
telling truth, or telling truth not
each day I will continue to ask the dasies
to see if my love loves, or loves not
Empathy

She says "the pain just won't stop"
so she's cutting it out of her a peice at a time
She says "I can't be this anymore"
so she's loosing herself just one more time
I watch her bleed and I feel like I'm bleeding
I watch her die a little more every day
I'm being over whelmed by this empathic feeling
but what can I do to take my baby away?

She says it dosen't hurt when she cuts into her flesh
she says it helps her in every way
She says the drugs are all that can do it for her
she says it helps her to face the day
What can I do to save her?
I'm being over whelmed by this empathic feeling
What can I do to save my baby from herself?
What can I do to give her a better day?

She said she needed to be alone for awhile
but I thought maybe it was a lie by her face
She said she needed to be alone for awhile...
That was the last day I saw my baby's face