Horizon _1

Protect Me

From My Thoughts,

From What I Want,

From What I Have.

It's Never Enough.

I Will Never Have Enough.

How Could I?

How Could We

Have Known?

There Was So Much

In the Way,

Behind Us,

Blocking Our View.

We Never

Stood a Chance.

Everyone

That Has Come Before

Is Gone Now.

What They've Left

Could Never Compare

With What They've Kept.

Stripped

And Slighted

And So So Dirty

Is How I Now Begin.

I Will Make My Stand

With What I Have.

I Have So Little,

So Little Time,

And Still It Passes.

I Am Late.

I Am Slow.

I Am Wrong.

And I Am Starting

Now.