...and it goes....

The Ram, and the Bull - 
Two signs that mean we ramble
Stumble over words, and let your jealousy seep through


Hmm, So...Who thought- 
That I never knew
What the purpose was
Was it for me?
or was it for you?
Who led the path or 
who followed?
Was the light bright and clear
Or on that night, were the moons hollow?

Intake my breath
A heavy feeling - wondering what's left - 

"What did I say?!" You say....and "why is it this way?"

HOld your breath, and your next thought

 The words we've used to battle have created only scars...