In to light an empty boat thou soul cast to the depths of
loniless the sea i see before swallow whole my anger awash 
to shallow depths of grace  forgive me once more for man i
am and man i shall continue to be in myself left alone with
thoughts crudely held  by masks of white shades of claret..
these are but nothing, nothing to what i can be..  the
darkenss now means less.. an aid?, hmm least now a hinder to
my eyes, which decieve i am knowledgeable but choose
ignorance to actions which seek to pull me down they are
harmless opinions of a cretan from a stage of sorts of which
i should not bare energy nor time to, one i must entertain
not others but for one.. entailing a balance,   ideas
inspiration are my foothold temptation my safety claus.. "if
all shall fail give in to what i want most"  then ...then!
before thou take me i must battle old familiar........ 

heart against mind...  who lays in either?   who is held? 
who holds my heart

yes.. yes they shall decide for my heart is made up but how
shall my mind fair? 

copy right luke