I am just hanging on to the tail of a beast, not the head of the demon. br Choice has only given me two options br I want to let go, , I do, br I speak to the walls around me; I tell them who I am br I know they have a master; one they don’t question. br I want to be still with peace, , I do br I am trying to catch the tail of an angel br She keeps running, br I keep slipping. br The smell of white powder hunts me as I sleep br It makes me run with no choice, , br What do I tell the walls, how to I explain my faults br If space is only imagination br And words keep changing br And thoughts have 2 meanings br And dark is light and light is dark br And wisdom is not, if not for love br And love is not, if not for fear br And fear is only from wisdom.br br c...