I walk this earth in a maze
one of my own creation;
a child cries as another dies
and I question my reality,
as my dogs lies sick
I scream for him to live,
am I sane in my mind
I being to question his life above others,
maybe it's been too long since
I've been able to make since of one life to another.
All I know right now
is I'm hanging by a thread and he has become my whole,
thus I could not trade him for another
so I'd gladly give myself,
yet would he recover?



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