Probing hungry eyes Search the world Wanting to know secrets Burnt in saffron Mystic images Enlightened epiphanies Glorious realization Sometimes I feel alive More alive Than the average suburban housewife Could ever dare dream But then there are the times When one delves far too deep Inside oneself Or existance in general And things invert to trouble Naivety and curiosity can be dangerous When coupled with the ultimate truth I don't know when to draw the line Never have So I continue to wander And go into expedition Drugs Religion Philosophy The human condition Mad early morning conversation Deep and meaningful moments Held with complete strangers I'll never see again A child A woman A drifter A desperate lonely soul Miss popular Cruel hearted high priestess Crafty little dreamer Shiftless lazy charge Angry stumbling heretic Offensive Misunderstood Mellow Hyper See-through selfish Whole hearted saint It seems all that was Is no more a point of interest Guilt rises from familiarity Intercepted by hedonism Works into the scheme No matter how far one runs Burys into hot aching sand Tries to deny What the psyche can never forget It all turns back in time Origin is my curse
