sometimes i spread my wings and glide
to a far away place beyond the sky's
moon, sun, and stars;
sometimes my mind is lifted to a state
of bliss, where time is love and
space is wide, no limits on thoughts
and no boundaries on whats taught;
sometimes I'm trapped like a rat
in an endless maze searching
for the aroma of that sweet cheese,
i can vividly smell,
but no matter how hard i attempt
the outcome is always the same...
...trapped;
sometimes I'm consumed with grief,
pain, and lost;
wonder why righteous souls
always seem to pay the cost;
sometimes I bleed without shedding
a single drop of blood