I saw you yesterday hypnotizing my emotional frailty like a circle in the wall spinning away from my mind

Writers and prophets tattoo forever a moment in time etched into the foundation of compassionate retreat

The words spray painted in our minds, dripping of blood from the crying children of yesterday

Home is a friend in need when the need of friendship is the glue holding us apart from a puzzle that has no end

Chimes of the passing seconds erase now leaving only memories hidden over our shoulders in the distance

We retreat to the safety of danger awakened by life and frightened by the notion of accepting our existence wrapped in the cornerstone of realistic fantasy

Dream away your life, live out your dreams

Tomorrow is the only way to hold on to yesterday

Act one, life begins and action….