What this is.

It's the thought of what was, the thought of what is, the thought of what may be. Forever is never, at least that's what it always seemed. Never knowing, this may be the one that changes everything. You lose focus, that simple heart never ceases to skip a beat. Whether it's short or long, your mind slowly gets lost. The loss of control. Control is destined for the sane, and we're destined for insanity. I've lost touch, only just begun to lose grip. One hand hanging on, falling off the edge. It's left us with the only life we've known. The pain, heartache, abuse, the treachery....you sit there and think, "It has yet to be my time, and it may never be." Hold fast, it's not yet over. Pin a smile up, open your eyes, let the world know that it's just the beginning, and you're not dead yet. It's at your fingertips, Just wait and see. Our time, it's on its way..It's coming. Wait and see.