Abyss

The places I could've gone

The people I could've been

The lives I could've lived

The things I could be in.

I've seen my share of hard times

I've felt my share of pain

I've fallen off my pedestal

I've had only dark to gain.

Who was I when I wandered?

Who was I when I fought?

Who was I when I comitted crime?

Is it fair for the karma I got?

I could've been a smuggler

I could've been a thief

I could've been a doctor

Its up to my belief.

I found myself in transit

I crossed this milky path

I stepped into this body

I accepted all Earths wrath.

I chose to live this timeline

I'm aware of being in this one

I'm sure I'll look back on it

And think "man that sure was fun"

The places I could've gone

The people I could be

I stuck true to this path

It seems like the true me.

What if I am not just here

What if I'm not just me

What if I live as multiple beings

But only through these eyes can see

Is it the limit to what I can witness?

Or the limit to what I'm allowed?

Are we only a drop in the ocean?

Or all the faces in the crowd?

I could've been a lawyer

A tattoo artist or a king

I could've been a pelican

Or making fancy rings

I could've been the silhouette

I could've been your dreams

Perhaps a happy little thought

Or maybe frightened screams

I wonder where I would get to

If I ever wandered about

If I'd find myself in darkness

Hoping you’d hear a shout

Or would I be in the light

Guided strong and true

Would I stand atop a mountain

Calling out to the blue?

Where is all this wonder?

Where is all this aim?

It seems we've gotten stuck walking

Or thought it just a game.

This is all we have here

All we take when we are gone

A spark within our deepest depths

A will to move further on

The places I could've gone

The people I could've been

I pushed strong through the desert

And found sips of water again

I could've stopped at nothing

I could've stopped at good enough

I could've stayed as the observer

I could've stopped when times got rough.

I chose to live this life here

I chose to walk this way

I chose to move through darkness

I choose the bright new day.

This could be dry and deserted

It could be broken down

It could be subpar to the best

It could be the beginning of a new town

Who's to say what is creation?

Who's to say there was no try?

Who's allowed to cast the shadows

While the others say goodbye?

This is all a dream here

A nightmare and a nap

Don't hold too tight to gold

You'll never get it back.

The places I could've gone

The people I could've been

The lives I could've lived

The things I could be in.