Escape From Me

You want to run away

You want to be left astray

Things come and go, but who helped you find the way

Schizophrenic substances seducing your subconscious

Cautious you were

Caution holds your hand

Met you that night

Dealt the card, now who has the finer hand

A bet placed on me, no one night stand

The eyes narrow down on what seeks to be real but remains invalid

Validation is what suits you

Valid points is what tips you

Look to, your one and only

The choice you made

Hand wrapped, given to you on silver plater

Nighttime falls but rises, day by day

You are night, and I am day…

We correlate in this way…

There is no escape