Buffy's p.o.v
Life's crossroads, sacrifice versus inner peace.
Going rogue, pipe dreams will begin to evanescence.
Living without a voice, ghost of lost love travel elsewhere.
Black ice, all of the silence in the atmosphere. The future
blows up into flames along with the names of the unborn.
Emotionally drained out, I am tired with these mind games.
Torn asunder, I never felt this close to the ocean before.
I never felt this distant from heaven before. Curious, I
take a chance on luck and circumstance. Fate and destiny
lead me in so many different directions. We make eye
contact and share a mutual respect for each other. Everything
is intact until our contract ends. We embrace change then brace ourselves
for deep impact. How I react has nothing to do with you, its just false hope.
Please let me deal with myself quietly. I expect for time to correct and
resurrect my once good reasoning skills. The crossroads of life throw a
lot of curve balls at me. Tough decisions test my faith, but I still have grace
on my side.