___Spirituality___
Steps I take, to myself
are the ones needed
to go to you
___Mortal___
Dressed in cloak
of mortal desire
not afraid of
freezing fire
only want to
climb up higher
doesn't care if
world call liar
what we want
as long as its' acquired
___For Granted___
Drank the ocean
ate the land
of pain and sorrow
by your hand
you are still unhappy
in a manner grand
It is not about right and wrong now
It's all about the slipping sand