I Don't Want To Go

Sometimes, When Tragedy Strikes, People Give Up Hope That They Can Expect Anything More From Life, When The Real Quest Is Finding Out What Life Expects From Them.

I Believe That In Spite Of The Chains We Bind Ourselves With, There's A Primordial Section Of The Human Psyche That Is Still Nomadic And Still Yearns To Roam Free.

It's Almost As Difficult To Believe That Someone With So Many Trials Could Harbor Such Hope, As That There Are Those With So Much Advantage Who Harbor Such Hopelessness.

Love Never Gives In Or Up, Holding Tight To Lofty Ideals That Transcend This Earth And Time, While Its Counterfeit Simply Concludes It Was Mistaken And Quickly Runs Off To Find The Next Real Thing.

To Forgive Is To Unlock The Cage Of Another's Folly To Set Ourselves Free.