Inspired by a few different things...which I tried to wrap all together. It makes no sense, I'm sorry.
How can you presume to
know my mind?
A certain unknown country
to which I have no map.
Do you really understand?
It's like a mockery of my
own inability to light this cavelike darkness.
Where does it lead, the
dancing flame of your lantern?
I followed it blindly for a while,
glad only for something to follow.
But it seems like a will o' wisp, leading
unwary travelers astray.
Where am I now? Lost
again, in the sickly swamp of my
own self-doubt and anxiety.
What would you call love?
How can the ethereal be defined?
Is it why we do these things that
we can't quite understand?
Who should you exalt -- your
lover or yourself? Whose
happiness is your goal?
How do you define it?
What is friendship? Only
different kind of love, maybe stronger.
Friends keep strength and
support us when we slip and fall
into the mire of mind and memory.
They withstand any storm of
confused emotion and stand by, waiting
for a chance to give their help.
Love indeed, by any definition.
But where am I now, having
stepped off of any known road and
into this wilderness?
Lost again, lost blindly, and
who shall find me now?