It could be possible to live forever
But who would truly want it
With heart and soul in unison with mind
Ideas holding hands with ideals
Learning through experience of loss
Because support doesn’t always spring
From the places you expect it to
And rarely from the right person
If lies were tarmac then dreams are road markings
Lines to keep you from swerving into the unknown
A true path into the great void
Oblivion grinning through desperation at the end
Someone once told me that all roads lead to fault
That the path of self-destruction was assured for everyone
No birth rights or class standings can escape from this
Inevitability is ultimately all you can rely on
An end is the peace we seek
The road itself is nothing more than semantics
