Indistinct Instincts

My strongest instincts have begun to fade
As time escapes through a distant keyhole
As my ideas succumb to another's control
As I finally sense the mortality of my soul

No matter how I struggle I am still afraid
That I am losing my ability to comprehend
That my life's path is leading to a dead end
That my mind is rigid and unable to bend

No one knows why I sing my serenade
I no longer know why I bother to reminisce
I no longer recall the joy of my first kiss
I wonder why we must end up alone like this

With every instinct now completely betrayed
With my spirit
With my mind
With my life
This ransom will never be paid

Lora Frikken ~ 5-26-03